Shore Leave

Just a couple of quick notes here from Shore Leave:
As always happens at these events the space time continuum broke down, lurched from one dimension to another, rolled around on the floor a bit, then settled down, had a drink and finally righted itself by midday Sunday. Between Friday night and Sunday however much fun was had by most.

A Romulan Commander: "What the hell is she drinking?" Gina whispered.
"With Romulans," I replied quietly, "it's best not to ask."

Benjamin Franklin showed up for a bit. On meeting Gina and realizing when he was, he was heard to lament: "Ah, to be 170 again."

Barbarella started disputing the bar bill, and things looked dicey, but local station law man O'Niel showed up and quickly set things right.

Dinner with Klingons - "Vegetables are not food! Vegetables are what food eats!" he declared.
"Relax," I said, "try the Salmon. It taste just like wild Targ."