Cogs can think.

Right so I’ve really been enjoying Star Trek: Deep Space 9 for the past week or so. It’s by far the best Star Trek series if you ask me - it’s grittier, dirtier, darker. Not the ridiculously perfect world of the Federation and Starfleet, but the fledgeling and unstable world of Bajor. And let’s face it, Bajorans kick major butt. Passionate, proud, and their uniforms aren’t as nancy as Starfleet’s.

The whole history of Bajor, Terok Nor, and the Cardassian occupation is much more interesting as a background than, well, whatever the background was in The Next Generation, because it really didn’t have one. Voyager’s background is nice too, albeit too much like TNG’s, and Enterprise’s was a tad bit too… Weird, at times.

I loved when Jadzia Dax (totally hot, by the way) asked Miles O’Brien, what’s a spectral magnometer? and O’Brien replied, I don’t know, I haven’t built one yet - DS9 has these subtle cases of self-deprecation.

Anyway, I can’t wait for the Dominion War to break loose.

As I was watching the chillingly well-written “Duet” episode, I was fumbling around with a piece of paper to fold it into a sort of spike, so I could use it to clean my trackball. As I was done cleaning the darn thing, I unfolded the paper back into its original state, and then I realised the piece of paper looked a lot like some sort of science fiction space attack cruiser. Before I even realised it, I was flying that thing through the air while making woosh and pshoooo noises.

God it’s good I live alone.