The Women of Trek
Jes, I think you’ll like the DS9 section of this picture.
Ha! Sam left me a message I didn’t see until just now, when I ran across it randomly on another blog.
Tumblr, you are strangely small.
remember that time ds9 had an episode about the total annihilation of a ship full of children and it wasn’t even the most fucked up thing on the show
okay for no one
“In the first draft, it was Kira and Jake that were picked up by the Valiant. It had almost the exact same plot, but it didn’t work because you couldn’t believe that Kira wouldn’t kick every one of their asses and take the ship back single-handedly.”
when you decide that you are skipping ‘profit and lace’ and ‘time’s orphan’ because they are, respectively, WILDLY STUPID AND OFFENSIVE and JUST STUPID, the end of ds9 s6 goes:
- the sound of her voice
- tears of the prophets
these posts are always so heartening.
embarrassing tweet of the day:
"I would so be the girl who tumbled backwards off that dick."
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And finally, a question: I can also set it so requests that have already been made are visible. Would that be useful/interesting?
okay, after being sick for way too many days and refusing to admit it
and then being diagnosed with strep
and taking antibiotics for 24 hours
i am here to tell you that the transition from questionably-sentient vaguely-human-shaped blob to person is difficult, but it is possible
IT IS POSSIBLE
Idioms, universal translators, and explanations; or, SISKO IS BOSS AT LINGUISTICS, DIPLOMACY, AND POWER STRUGGLES
So first of all, multiple posts could be, and I’m quite sure have been, written about universal translators and just how they might work. And while I’m interested in all those questions—audio waves or brainwaves? can a user choose to turn it off, in either the sense of receiving or transmitting? can it be confused by speed, or accents, or violent emotion?—for this post I want to keep in mind just three points.
1. Universal translators provide translations for words unless that word refers to a) an object that does not exist in the other language’s culture (ex. gagh), or b) a concept that does not exist in the other language culture (ex. pagh, which has some resemblance to “life force” but is not merely that).
2. Universal translators also convert the grammar of one language to that of another as much as possible, as evidenced by the fact that we the audience usually hear aliens speaking in grammatically correct English sentences.
3. While presumably some of the commoner idioms are translated to their literal meaning for convenience’s sake, not all of them seem to have made it into the translator’s database, and they often require clarification from a native speaker.
So how does this apply to Sisko?
okay I am done human-ing for the night I have no more human left good night world I am a robot of sleeping
In this guest blog post that I found totally randomly and not because I googled “Nana Visitor’s parrot”, she talks about Luciano, her parrot, who apparently wants to kill everyone but her, whose attacks can only be tempered by her cooing his name and kissing his beak, and oh, let’s not forget, she takes him for walks around New York City.
Also, her husband’s protests were apparently the only thing preventing her from adopting a pet bull. In conclusion, NANA VISITOR, YOU BIZARRELY WONDERFUL PERSON, I CANNOT.
Welcome to Night Vale live! (It is fitting that this picture of Cecil turned out vaguely nightmarish.)
oh sure, when i finally figure out what i want to do with my life you tell me it’s “impossible” and “starfleet doesn’t exist”.
foxship asked: wooow. your college essay sounds amazing.
so. we had to turn in a draft of our essays to our english teacher on the first day of senior year, and on the second day my teacher pulled me aside and asked if i would mind if she read mine aloud to everyone. i was caught off guard and flattered, and so i agreed before i realized that it meant that every one of my classmates was about to be treated to an essay on my fuzziness, including the superhot mysterious new boy who sat behind me and on whom i had already developed something of a crush. (yes, my senior year was basically a YA novel.)
so my teacher read it, and i blushed a whole lot, and people gave me weird looks, and my best friend glared at everyone on my behalf, and i figured that was going to be my reputation from then on: the weirdo with the body hair. and maybe it was, but the next day the superhot boy asked me out, and we dated for a year, and he thought my fuzzy legs were GREAT, and then that essay got me into my first choice school early admission. so basically the moral of the story is, kids, stop shaving and write an essay about it you will have lots of adventures with awesome people and get into a good school and also no razor burn.
i think the essay is gone forever, though. i can’t find it anywhere. :(