

Imagine Spock tripping on shrooms in the holodeck, sitting on a tree stump by a creek, staring at the texture of an orange for an hour, regularly muttering - “Fascinating… fascinating…”
Imagine Spock tripping on shrooms in the holodeck, sitting on a tree stump by a creek, staring at the texture of an orange for an hour, regularly muttering - “Fascinating… fascinating…”
boolean root beer float
Crystal Toad… Crystoad?
And the stormtroopers name?
Leto Atreides II.
He’s got that ol’ New York City Metropolitan Area Transit Authority Blues again, momma!
Which is more improbable: that, or there being no hallucinogenic drugs in Kirk and Spock’s time?
If they can easily manipulate molecules to make sheets of materials like transparent aluminum, AND they seem to keep an illegal stash of Romulan Pale Ale, imagine the mind-bending mind-enhancing substances they can come up with four centuries from now, yet square-jawed Kirk seems completely oblivious to the whole concept.
Here’s a strange idea that just occurred to me, to further push YIMBY-ism:
Make electricity free for all those who live within a certain radius of the solar arrays.