
Happy Valentine’s Day, peoples. A rose is just a rose, except today, when they cost as much as cars. As the alleged holiday falls on a weekday this year, I look forward to seeing how many coworkers return from their lunch breaks looking exhausted and carrying bouquets of better-than-nothing carnations.
I bought a huge bag of old Valentine’s cards and was planning to review ‘em this weekend, but knowing that the article would have a shelf life of five minutes sent me in a different direction, so expect a new feature that has nothing to do with love sometime this week. It’s a tricky one to put together, but I’m over the hump and it shouldn’t be long now. If you were hoping for romance, click here for last year’s article on Valentine’s Day cards from the `80s. Or, check back tomorrow for another quick little V-day ditty.
I get strange e-mail, sometimes from Hong Kong: “Dear sir/madam,I am come for Hong Kong. I would like to ask is there any petster, the robert cat foe selland how much does it cost.I would be glad if I can received your reply. Thanks alot.” A woman apparently named “Sum” sent this in. I think Sum should be my valentine.
Also, I have this vague recollection of seeing parts of that Trekkies documentary while at a friend’s house last night. It’s pretty interesting stuff, actually. I’m way geeky obsessive, so I can only imagine how normal people would react to seeing these insanely devoted Star Trek nuts live, breathe and shit Kirk. It was also so strange to see people who by common judgment must be considered really screwy make such compelling arguments for being screwy. Like, on one hand, this middle aged woman who was completely obsessed with Brent Spiner was probably crazy, but seemed so genuine and sweet that you couldn’t help liking her anyway. At least, until she brought up how she could see the hill Spiner’s house was behind from her apartment balcony, which she frequently visits to have quiet “Spiner sessions.” Totally worth seeing even if you know nothing of Trek.


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