<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:51:35.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek</title><subtitle type='html'>Star Trek is just screaming to be parodied.  And that's the purpose of this here little blog.  I give you my observations about various moments in Trek history.  I do have a slight inclination to focus much of the content on TNG.  That show's like the cousin who was a caricature of his future self until he hit age 3.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296.post-8793625025288317707</id><published>2007-10-06T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:37:59.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Curious Question, Captain</title><summary type='text'>Commander Data used to walk around in the first season going, "A curious question, Captain," and then pose some ridiculous question like, "What is perfume?" Thank god he finally stopped that. I think the exchange used to go something like this. Data: A curious question, Captain.Picard: Data, Data.  All questions are curious. Data: Ah, deciphering redundant statements is beyond the scope of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/8793625025288317707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27452296&amp;postID=8793625025288317707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/8793625025288317707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/8793625025288317707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/2007/10/curious-question-captain.html' title='A Curious Question, Captain'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296.post-5163757368223685835</id><published>2007-10-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:20:28.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog joins Technorati</title><summary type='text'>This blog, as of today, is now joining the ranks of Wil Wheaton and others at the venerable Technorati.  Check it out there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/5163757368223685835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27452296&amp;postID=5163757368223685835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/5163757368223685835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/5163757368223685835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-blog-joins-technorati.html' title='This blog joins Technorati'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296.post-114775494257508821</id><published>2006-05-15T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:12:19.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret behind the TNG uniform change</title><summary type='text'>Why did TNG undergo a uniform overhaul after the 2nd season?  One simple reason: Jonathan Frakes' weight got out of control.  At the beginning of the third season, he showed up at the studio as a fat slob dripping in sweat.  He could barely squeeze into his uniform, and the director was about to start filming until Michael Piller walked out and said, "Hold on, this is ridiculous.  He looks like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/114775494257508821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27452296&amp;postID=114775494257508821' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114775494257508821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114775494257508821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/2006/05/secret-behind-tng-uniform-change.html' title='The secret behind the TNG uniform change'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296.post-114680811107298609</id><published>2006-05-04T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:49:05.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Data and his unhealthy fish obsession</title><summary type='text'>When is Data going to wake up and realize that he has a bizarre fish fetish?  No one on the ship seemed to think it was odd that he stuck a magnifying glass in front of a fish tank for 10 minutes and followed it around during that early episode when he was channeling Encyclopedia Brown.  But that wasn't enough for the weirdo; in Insurrection, he stopped focusing on the mission and became enamored</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/114680811107298609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27452296&amp;postID=114680811107298609' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114680811107298609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114680811107298609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/2006/05/data-and-his-unhealthy-fish-obsession.html' title='Data and his unhealthy fish obsession'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27452296.post-114662971216999967</id><published>2006-05-02T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:50:55.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Trek: Generations</title><summary type='text'>When I watched the Star Trek: the Next Generation cast's first feature film--Star Trek: Generations--in the movie theatre, I remember laughing loudly when I heard that Picard's nephew, Rene, burned to death in a fire. This seemed to annoy the people near me. They must have been big Rene fans. I believe the film's dialogue went like this:Picard: Oh, Deanna...something terrible has happened.Troi: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/feeds/114662971216999967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27452296&amp;postID=114662971216999967' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114662971216999967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27452296/posts/default/114662971216999967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startrek-parody.blogspot.com/2006/05/star-trek-generations.html' title='Star Trek: Generations'/><author><name>Barnaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05523526829047046322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
