I enjoyed being invited to join you at the awards dinner.  I expected to be pushed around by the tv crews as someone of lesser importance.  I did not expect to be included in the nomination for my stellar (hah!) inspirational work on Star Trek.  I hate tuxedos; the only thing worse would be the ST:TMP polyester pajamas.

I have mixed feelings about the tidal wave thing that followed.  I was strangely calm, floating on a sheet, but that water was obnoxiously cold.

Then I woke up, and wondered if this was related to Pod’s dad.