17 years ago this week:



There was a time when I wanted to be a Star Fleet officer, but I was born a few hundred years too early. So, my junior-high friends and I made retarded costumes and went to Star Trek conventions. My mom would book the room on her credit card and we'd hang out all weekend, running around the hotel with middle-aged dorks, dressed the exact same way and playing laser tag in the hotel parking lot.

That's me on the left. Andy Henderson in the middle - he was obsessed with the Halloween movies, and saved up for months to get that creepy mask. The guy on the left was my childhood friend, Todd - he really admired the Vulcan pure-logic-way-of-life, and was really into science and that kind of lame-ucational stuff. He actually grew up to become a rocket scientist or something like that.

I'm still waiting to hear back from Star Fleet.