It's quiet around the house today. Too quiet, which probably means the Gator Girl is getting into something she's not supposed to be getting into. And if I weren't so damn tired, I'd probably go find out what.
(SPOILER ALERT. I"M GOING TO TALK ABOUT A PARTICULAR SCENE IN THE NEW STAR TREK MOVIE SO IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT AND WANT TO AVOID ANY POSSIBLE SPOILERS, SKIP AHEAD TO THE SAFE ZONE)
...Benedict Cumberbatch's character when he was ripping the head off that other guy (I'm very good with names) and screaming "You should have let me sleep!"
I turned to The Man and said, "See? Benedict Cumberbatch gets it. I don't know why our neighbor doesn't."
(SAFE ZONE. YES, STAR TREK WILL STILL BE DISCUSSED, BUT ONLY IN A SPOILER-FREE KIND OF WAY)
So, obviously, yesterday I went to see the new star Trek movie. Deciding to go see this film started an
—Him: I can't believe you're a Trekkie.
—Me: I'm not a Trekkie. Yeah, I know I bought that one movie, and we're going to see the new movie tomorrow, but I'm not a Trekkie.
—Him: Maybe you don't know what that means.
It was revisited when, during lunch with my brother and sister-in-law, I explained to my sister-in-law what Tribbles were. And how Vulcans' blood is green. And something else, too. I don't remember what the something else was, but The Man finally gave me this look that said "Rally?"
Me: But I'm not a Trekkie.
Him: You keep telling yourself that.
And then we went to see the movie. And hell-o, it was freaking awesome. I laughed, I gasped, I jumped out of my seat, I sat on the edge of my seat...I didn't think it was possible to adore Benedict Cumberbatch anymore than I already do (and yeah, I wore my Sherlock tee-shirt to the Star Trek showing. I am a Geek Girl and proud of it!), but it turns out I can.
And as soon as the movie was over, I started making plans to go see it again.
So fine. Maybe I am a Trekkie. But only if J.J. Abrams is behind the helm.
Damn. Does that mean I'm going to become a Star Wars fan, too?