In which shapeshifting can be taught, the writers have madness on the brain, and you’ll have to kill us both, it’s the only way to be sure.
In which Petruchio takes the red pill and I hate everyone. There is no third thing.
In which Kirk gets kidnapped for his body, time flies like an arrow, and fruit flies like a banana. Continue reading
In which a scene goes on too long, history is made, and a powerful weapon is never spoken of again.
In which other universes are bad for you, the worst weapon ever is deployed, and Scotty remains an alcoholic.
In which there just had to be a Title Drop, McCoy gets some, and the status quo is god.
In which we hear a Klingon proverb , another malevolent god-being shows up, and laughter is the best medicine.
In which Kirk follows bad orders, Scotty’s substance abuse problem reaches epic heights, and Spock learns something about himself.
In which it’s goddamn Pulaski again, I continue to disagree with the Federation’s policies on prosthesis, and the 60s were a terrible place to live.