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.