The Story of Josh Part Forty One: Pigs in SPACE!!!
There are no therapists today. I have decided that I am going to treat this one like a twelve step group.
Hi, my name is Josh …
… and I am a Trekkie.
Actually I am a complete science fiction fiend and I can carry on a knowledgeable discourse about the genre in general. And I can do it with a tremendous amount of glee. But today let’s forget that I watched and loved both incarnations of Galactica with wide eyes, that I wanted to be in the trench with Luke, that I have always wanted to go through the fucking Star Gate, that I would follow John Sheridan into hell and back, that I want to ride with the Doctor on the Tardis and do it with Captain Jack, that in my dreams I am still on the Satellite of Love and living in Deep 13, that Mal Reynolds is the perfect man, and that I’m a leaf on the wind … watch me soar. Today I am on the Enterprise. Today I return to my first love in the sky. Today I am a Trekkie.
I think I am very lucky when it comes to my fandom. Most Trekkies (and yes I use the term Trekkie with pride, none of that fucking Trekker bullshit for me) my age tend to cite The Next Generation (TNG) as their primary exposure to Start Trek. For me my first exposure was at about 11:00 pm sitting on the couch next to my dad while mom was working. When I was little my mom got a job for a short time working at the Singer Sewing Machine factory when America still built things. Dad would let me stay up late and we would watch TV.
One night we watched Star Trek.
I probably had watched Star Trek before this but I don’t remember. Dad was a Trekkie from the old school and I think that he really enjoyed introducing me to Captain Kirk and the crew of the Enterprise. From that day on whenever Start Trek was on TV I would watch it, it did not matter if I was alone or if there were other people around I was glued to the screen. I preferred that dad be there when I watched Star Trek because there were others that would give me guff for watching it.
Through the 80’s I watched all of the Star Trek Movies. These I actually saw thanks to my Pseudo Step Father. He was also a Trekkie but he was a closet one, I had no idea of his love of star trek until we got our first VCR and he rented the Star Trek movies. Thanks to Steve I got to see the awesomeness that was the return of Kahn Noonian Singh!
In the fall of 1987 we had just moved in with my grandparents in Ohio and I was miserable at school and hating my life. To this day I know that Star Trek TNG is the reason that I did not have a true mental breakdown in the years from summer of 1987 till the summer of 1990 when I moved in with my father. TNG is the single show that has had the most influence in my life. When Tasha Yar dies I cried like a bitch, I roamed the halls and corridors of the Enterprise D with Wesley Crusher (and I will defend my love of that character till my dying day) and when he became an Ensign I sported a fan boy boner, I was pissed when Gates McFadden left the show and overjoyed when she returned, watched Worf loose his mate and I watched him become a father, I watched Data chase humanity, I watched Riker be a smooth space pimp and yet nail the ugliest chicks in the Alpha Quadrant, I lusted for Deanna Troi, and I watched Captain Jean Luc Picard go from a dry and somewhat boring Captain to what I consider a Gentleman Badass!
I have loved every iteration of Trek Deep Space 9, Voyager, Enterprise, and even the animated series. Many nights and lonely afternoons have been filled imagining the Star Trek Universe and sculpting my own stories. The first fan fictions that I ever wrote were for Star Trek. Star Trek allowed me to escape when life seemed to hard, Star Trek allowed me to dream that the future did not have to be dark and dystopian it could actually be bright and hopeful. I maintained my love of Trek all through the years of being mocked and through the derision that many Trekkies have felt over the years.
Things came full circle when I met the woman that is now my wife. Karen Hilden is a Trekkie. One of the things that we first bonded over was our love of Star Trek this love has lasted through our entire relationship.
That’s it, no more needs to be said. All of you go away so I can jerk off.
Hi, my name is Josh …
… and I am a Trekkie.
Actually I am a complete science fiction fiend and I can carry on a knowledgeable discourse about the genre in general. And I can do it with a tremendous amount of glee. But today let’s forget that I watched and loved both incarnations of Galactica with wide eyes, that I wanted to be in the trench with Luke, that I have always wanted to go through the fucking Star Gate, that I would follow John Sheridan into hell and back, that I want to ride with the Doctor on the Tardis and do it with Captain Jack, that in my dreams I am still on the Satellite of Love and living in Deep 13, that Mal Reynolds is the perfect man, and that I’m a leaf on the wind … watch me soar. Today I am on the Enterprise. Today I return to my first love in the sky. Today I am a Trekkie.
I think I am very lucky when it comes to my fandom. Most Trekkies (and yes I use the term Trekkie with pride, none of that fucking Trekker bullshit for me) my age tend to cite The Next Generation (TNG) as their primary exposure to Start Trek. For me my first exposure was at about 11:00 pm sitting on the couch next to my dad while mom was working. When I was little my mom got a job for a short time working at the Singer Sewing Machine factory when America still built things. Dad would let me stay up late and we would watch TV.
One night we watched Star Trek.
I probably had watched Star Trek before this but I don’t remember. Dad was a Trekkie from the old school and I think that he really enjoyed introducing me to Captain Kirk and the crew of the Enterprise. From that day on whenever Start Trek was on TV I would watch it, it did not matter if I was alone or if there were other people around I was glued to the screen. I preferred that dad be there when I watched Star Trek because there were others that would give me guff for watching it.
Through the 80’s I watched all of the Star Trek Movies. These I actually saw thanks to my Pseudo Step Father. He was also a Trekkie but he was a closet one, I had no idea of his love of star trek until we got our first VCR and he rented the Star Trek movies. Thanks to Steve I got to see the awesomeness that was the return of Kahn Noonian Singh!
In the fall of 1987 we had just moved in with my grandparents in Ohio and I was miserable at school and hating my life. To this day I know that Star Trek TNG is the reason that I did not have a true mental breakdown in the years from summer of 1987 till the summer of 1990 when I moved in with my father. TNG is the single show that has had the most influence in my life. When Tasha Yar dies I cried like a bitch, I roamed the halls and corridors of the Enterprise D with Wesley Crusher (and I will defend my love of that character till my dying day) and when he became an Ensign I sported a fan boy boner, I was pissed when Gates McFadden left the show and overjoyed when she returned, watched Worf loose his mate and I watched him become a father, I watched Data chase humanity, I watched Riker be a smooth space pimp and yet nail the ugliest chicks in the Alpha Quadrant, I lusted for Deanna Troi, and I watched Captain Jean Luc Picard go from a dry and somewhat boring Captain to what I consider a Gentleman Badass!
I have loved every iteration of Trek Deep Space 9, Voyager, Enterprise, and even the animated series. Many nights and lonely afternoons have been filled imagining the Star Trek Universe and sculpting my own stories. The first fan fictions that I ever wrote were for Star Trek. Star Trek allowed me to escape when life seemed to hard, Star Trek allowed me to dream that the future did not have to be dark and dystopian it could actually be bright and hopeful. I maintained my love of Trek all through the years of being mocked and through the derision that many Trekkies have felt over the years.
Things came full circle when I met the woman that is now my wife. Karen Hilden is a Trekkie. One of the things that we first bonded over was our love of Star Trek this love has lasted through our entire relationship.
That’s it, no more needs to be said. All of you go away so I can jerk off.
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