Lene and I were attending a new Star Trek movie with the original cast. They'd screwed up canon so badly that it appeared Kirk was never captain of the Enterprise. They were all prisoners of the Klingons and whatever they'd done to Kirk made him act really sloppy-drunk. Finally Spock picked him up and carried him off. Kirk kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you."
Then the movie changed into a musical with none of the Trek people. It went on and on and we realized that Kirk & Co. were only in those first few minutes. The musical got rather explicit and I said, "This is soft-core porn!" So we left.
When I told Lene about this at lunch today, she pointed out that the K/S moment was a lot like a Budweiser commercial.
Monday, June 7, 2010
"Look At His Butt" had become a TV show on some minor station, probably local cable. In addition to Lene and me, there were 3 other people on it - one was Francine, one was someone I don't like and I can't remember the 5th. We sat in a row of chairs and each of us went to an area downstage and did a short shtick. Our producer was William Shatner! And for her shtick, Lene got to dance with him! I didn't get to because I'm such a lousy dance partner. We were only on for 5 days. On the 4th day, one of the crew told us NBC wanted to pick up the show! We were so excited! Except Lene. She didn't want to do it. She was very sad and tired. Because it was a dream, I didn't think to check if she had a beard but I know this was Lene from some strange alt-universe. My Lene would never turn down a chance like that!