Miles O'Brien

Shhhhhhhh. No worries now.

Only dreams.

If you ask dumb questions, you’ll get dumb answers.

In five years, I’ll still be fixing someone else’s problem. Maybe yours, maybe somewhere in the delta quadrant. Who knows.

^{I swear I’m going to put all of you in the pattern buffer…}

The moment I heard someone say “we cannot allow Iran to have nuclear weapons” I immediately thought of the Back to the Future scene where Marty goes “Hey I’ve seen this one before!”

I wouldn’t know.

I’ve never used them.

I’ve never even seen them.

Funny Spock

Oh god please no

Give me socially awkward, trying to be funny but not quite getting it yet Spock.

Sorry about that sensor glitch, I’ll get right on repairs.

I’ve got to figure out how they keep slipping past the isolation matrix…

Congrats to all who have that pain and wanted it! You go girls women!

And to those who don’t yet know the pain, I wish you luck in your journey.

To many people nowadays, the actual job itself doesn’t matter, it’s the fact that it’s a job and it pays.

Shiny!

Oh look, the problem continues to be capitalism doing what capitalism does.

I am shocked.

Shocked, I tell you.

It’s the texture.

The taste is distinct, but not really bad. I don’t mind the mild flavor left over in a sandwich that had a tomato slice.

But I can’t stand the texture of a tomato. Not sure exactly why, but even a small chunk in soup or salsa makes me gag. I blend salsa up so it’s consistent.

And onions are both for me. A tiny piece of onion will ruin the entire burrito. From the weird crunch to the taste that lingers even after I down a few chips and half my drink.

I go through onion powder fairly quick though, I add a little bit to a lot of my dishes.

My two least favorite things individually, yet essential to so many delicious things.

I would immediately use them to make some food and bring it over.

I have it on good authority that you may fascinate a woman by giving her cheese.

Although it looks like I’m two hours late on that reference…

My wife thinks I’m obsessed too.

She’s right, of course.

But she doesn’t have to remind me of it…

Joke’s on her, I turned her into a nerd. She bought the silmarillion.

I’ll be deep in the Goddes’s embrace before I pronounce it “oRiOn”, you blue-skinned bastard!

Two hundred thousand times already, with a million more well on the way.

“I was just doing my job” is an excuse that I thought we figured out, as a planet, was bullshit in the 1940s.

Set a trap for whoever comes to haul things away.

I know a woman who doesn’t stutter, but has some pretty severe social anxiety. Among other problems.

She began playing a game much like D&D but uses cards for various actions (my parents knew the game creators so we always played that with their game groups instead of D&D)

Super shy and quiet when she started coming to the games, and she didn’t know anyone there. She just saw the sign for the group and decided to stop in (the sign basically says “welcome in, ask questions, stay for a game or two” ) and stuck around. We figure she mostly stayed for the free food.

Once we started playing this not-D&D game, she decided to join during session 2 after observing sessions 0/coordinating/creating and session 1. Had a full character with cards ready to go, even though she hadn’t approached any of us about how to make a character or play, she was not only spot on from the start, she (in a good way) absolutely would not shut up while playing.

Her character is (I think) everything she wants to be. She’s popular, she’s outgoing, as quick with her dagger as she is with her tongue. Basically a rogue/bard wombo combo of charisma and extroversion.

At first nothing changed. The moment the game ends, she shuts down and goes back in her shell.

Then slowly as we wrapped up game sessions, she would begin chatting with her seat neighbors.

Then she started showing up early to sessions when it’s just a bunch of socializing.

Then after awhile, she basically just stayed in character after the games, showed up to sessions already in-character.

After about 6 months she stopped us as we were breaking things down, and had an entire prepared speech where she thanked the group for giving her something to live for.

Apparently she was not only homeless when she first came in, she was suicidal. She just wanted a place to sit and not be judged. Then she noticed we had food. Of course everyone always greets people when they come in and offer any snacks they want. She came back for the snacks. Then she came back for the vibes. Then the game.

She could barely speak to people before she started playing. Panic attacks when she tried. Her character is confident, and when playing with us she feels like she’s confident too.

Now she pretends like she’s her character in her daily life. She got a job at the library we played in every few weeks. She got an apartment, got a bicycle to get around quicker. Made friends outside of work and the games group.

I can’t remember her name, this was almost 20 years ago now, but I will ask my parents about her, I’m curious how her life turned out. I was a teenager and barely cared about some so story that wasn’t my own (cue emo music and it’s not a phase mom) but I’m sure they remember her.

I continued to see her every so often around town when she stopped coming to the games after moving, but she didn’t go back to the library any of the times I was there.

You never know how small a gesture might completely change someone’s life, whether it’s a huge lifestyle change or just someone being a bit more outgoing in certain situations.

I’m exactly like that.

Can’t remember important things from a week ago, but I could tell you the plot of any random Farscape episode if I see 5 seconds of it.

Also it wasn’t 20…years… August 2000 oh… Oh god… If you’ll excuse me I’m going to go curl up in a ball for a bit and have an existential crisis about a show I enjoyed as a teenager having the audacity to remind me of my age.

Yes.

They were out of sync with the rest of the galaxy for at least 3 months, as that’s how long the Tok’ra have been trying to contact them. 10-12 hours per loop, being generous with the time frame, he got smashed in the face about 200 times.