Yes, Denizens - I know it's Cafe Press. Yes, I know that they're a liberal-owned company. Yes, I'm aware that the quality of their garments may not be quite as good as ThoseShirts.com.
But unlike ThoseShirts.com, Cafe Press ACTUALLY ANSWERS THE EMAIL I SEND THEM!!!!
Got clue, ThoseShirts???
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A train set! Cool!
Thanks, Dad!
Thank you, Algore.
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[Scene: Aboard a Martok-class dreadnought, as yet unnamed.  In the Engineering section, a swarthy Klingon (but we repeat ourselves) oversees several more Klingons, five or six Cardassians, a couple of Gorn and about eight or nine Naussicans.  The Klingon overlord carries a painstick with him, and he’s not necessarily above using it to make a point every now and then – although the Klingons under his command seems to relish that sort of thing.  Never mind.
Off to the side, about 10 feet from the overlord, a large mass of energy shimmers into view.  The mass solidifies to reveal His Rudeness, Merlin, Chief Engineer Ozymandias McCool and Captain Korrioth.  The overlord moves to greet them.]
KLINGON OVERLORD:  Admiral.  To what do we owe the privilege?
LSIK&T:  We noticed that you’re a little behind schedule, Commander K’tinghe.  Is everything okay over here?
CMDR. K’TINGHE (gulping audibly – he was hoping they wouldn’t have noticed):  We…uh…we’ve run into a few difficulties with some of the materials that those damned Ferengi sold us.
KORRIOTH (angrily):  You were supposed to procure those materials from the Shelliak!!!
CMDR. K’TINGHE:  They wouldn’t sell to us…!!!
LSIK&T:  Easy, gentlemen.  Commander, I expect to be notified when issues like this arise.  This vessel is to become the flagship of the Realm™ fleet, and I want no surprises when it undergoes its maiden voyage.  Do I make myself clear, sir?
[There is unmistakeable fear in Cmdr K’tinghe’s eyes now as he nods his head violently.]
CMDR. K’TINGHE:  I beg forgiveness, m’Lord.  I will redouble my efforts!
LSIK&T:  That’s appreciated, Commander.  We will pay a visit to the Shelliak and…ah…smooth over  the misunderstanding.
CMDR. K’TINGHE:  Thank you, m’Liege.
LSIK&T (to Korrioth):  Captain, return to Pegasus  and lay in a course for the Shelliak Corporate.  I’ll join you shortly.  And contact Spacedock and have a contingent of quantum torpedoes loaded into the weapons bay.
KORRIOTH (grinning broadly):  Aye.
Denizens, work on the IV project had slowed to a virtual crawl, but I’ve managed to get at least a little bit of work done on it.  Hope to have more news soon.
As always, watch this space.
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- This blog is best viewed with your eyes.
- It helps, though, if you have Microsoft Internet Explorer
set about 1024x7681280x1024 with your Favorites windowactivated on the leftdeactivated. (At least until I can get a better handle on how WordPress works.)
(KORRIOTH: Oh, great. More wormholes.)
Mozilla Firefox doesn't do too badly, either; in fact, it's His Rudeness' browser of choice. -
You can use
Nutscrape,
if you so desire - but why in blazes would you want to use a browser from a company that had to hide behind Janet El Reño's skirt to be successful?
And don't even get me started on Opera or Chrome. I'm not about to trust any browser that won't let me change its color scheme.