ArtieShaw

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Team America: Space Police. As a Canadian, I really fuckin hate that.

As an American (in the US sense), so do I. It’s why I didn’t like SG1 but could sort of tolerate Atlantis.

Oddly, the biggest SG1 fan I knew was Canadian. He was a bit of an odd duck, though. He’s the sort of guy who knew off the top of his head that the awkward woman on Breakfast Television was the daughter of Canada’s military chief. I would have traded citizenships with him if that were an option. He could have his paranoia and guns and I could have some healthcare.

So - I swear I tried to google this yesterday and came up empty. I have a weird question.

Was there a third Sci-fi series that aired around the same time as Babylon 5 and DS9? It may have had a plot thread that involved genetically engineered space spies? Like telepathic central intelligence officers? Or am I thinking of B5?

I was in college at the time (mid 90s) and didn’t have the free time to watch much TV. I caught an episode here or there and would occasionally talk about shows with my friend Spencer. I’m definitely not thinking about DS9 because I’ve seen that in its entirety fairly recently.

My cats aren’t fooled at all by pill pockets. Not even the dumb ones.

My grandmother did the butter pill trick with her cats. She tried to teach me, but I never learned her witchy ways (in that respect, at least).

We do the two person approach with one handling the kitty and the other risking fingers

Same here. There’s one flavor of one brand of cat treat that all of our cats will accept and I can only find it there. It’s a unicorn.

I’ll buy 5 bags when I happen to be in town, but that’s it

Pretty lady transforms into monster covered with greenish spaghetti hair, a bad outfit, and typewriter fingertips. If she puts those on your face you’ll be sorry unless you’re dead.

That episode really freaked me out when I was a kid.

I mean, really freaked me out. It’s in the top ten of scariest monsters from childhood.

If you displease me again,

“Bwang-ang-ang-ang!”

Tons of potential for TIT(Trekked)U.

I can’t go to San Francisco without thinking about the nuclear wessels. My husband is legitimately worried that I’ll start asking random strangers about them.

Actually - considering the amount of unsolicited (and invariably wrong) advice we got from SF locals who saw us looking at transit maps and butted in to offer some friendly assistance… I may just do that at the next visit.

“Are you looking for Fisherman’s Warf?”
“No.”
“It’s just down that way!” \ “I think we’re good! Thanks for the help!”
“Actually, we’re looking for nuclear wessels. Do you know where I can find nuclear wessels?”

\ He’s right to be worried.

Aw, I remember a confused new cat “owner” who wrote to a cat advice sub about that. He was extremely stressed out because he couldn’t help himself from looking at his new cat. It was sweet. Weird and overly literal, but sweet. He seemed genuinely worried that being seen would bother the cat.

Everyone reassured him that he could look at the kitty if he wasn’t weird about it.

Worf? Worf here is being weird about it. And holding him wrong. Worf’s gonna get mauled.

I hadn’t even thought about the comparison to Guinan or Quark. The comparison makes Neelix so much worse. Guinan didn’t need a redemption arc . Quark had a good one. Neither of them were annoying.

Neelix was awful, and probably made worse because I wanted to like him from the start.

Without getting into Kes - which compounded the Neelix problem for me - I started to hate him less in the last few seasons when he went all dark sad clown. I was still viscerally annoyed, but he turned into almost a Michael Scott type character. He was horrible, but you could see the the pain that made him that way.

I really want to see both characters and actors swap shows.

“Back on Meepos, Unlcle Kalvash would reconfigure the deflector relays to reinforce phasers at random intervals, thus disrupting the enemy’s shields. That certainly keep sheep on their toes!”

“Cousin Larry, before you approach that woman I must inform you that your chances of dating her are approximately 1.78X10^48 to one.”

I would watch the hell out of that. So many wacky mixups!

I’m admittedly working from a small sample size, but I know of at least one religious school that refused to teach any math that involved graphing on an x/y/z axis because satan. I think they were actually mad about Rene Descartes, but a huge part of geometry/algebra took the hit. Or rather, the kids’ education did.

“We begged them to teach us this because we all knew it was on the SAT exams, but they refused.”

It was a shame. I spent a pleasant evening going over some of the basics with a guy who graduated from that school - including the basics of calculus - and he seemed to pick it up pretty quickly. We weren’t solving problems, obviously, and it was 15 years too late for the SAT but we covered “here’s what it is and here is how it can be used in problems.”

Even sadder - I have a nephew who wanted to become a scientist when he grew up. It wasn’t some little kid thing either. He had an enduring interest in the topic and he was a clever kid. That was never going to happen because at some point he would have needed to go to a school that taught math and science. His school did not, and secular colleges were not going to be much of an option for him since he would need to leave the safety of their insular world.

He’s a baby Nazi now, and seems to be dabbling in incelism.

Swing and lounge had a bit of a resurgence in the '90s. It was probably a ‘blink and you’ll miss it’ fad, but it was a whole thing for a certain demographic.

I say this as a genuinely uncool person who had listened to very old music from a very young age. (see username) It was unnerving to have other young people suddenly expressing positive interest in my record collection, but it was also nice that companies were reissuing some better content on CD.

That being said, Vic Fontaine was cartoonish and I hated those episodes. If it was meant to be a homage, it was a poor one.

I’ll take “things I already assumed happened for $200, Alex” (RIP)