Whoa.

Getting Their Kirk On

I love Star Trek as much as the next nerd, but I think someone insisting on having one of these in my living room would be a deal-breaker.

Speaking of, Trevor and I were walking home from dinner last night and what did we see illuminated inside a small garage down a long, dark driveway in tony Rockridge? A boys room -- compete with a fooseball table, Guinness pool table lamp, computer, flat-panel teevee, various sports jerseys (meh), and a bar. With taps. It was really something. We were drawn like moth to flame.

Someday.