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Trek On, Trekkies. Trek On.

Posted by Josh Boldman | Filed under Life, Zeke

Josh and the Trekkies

Again, this may make me the biggest nerd on the planet, but last Thursday, I sat in line for two hours before the opening of Star Trek on IMAX in Orlando. The movie was awesome (but you probably know that already), and the popcorn was over priced (but you certainly know that already). But to be honest, the only thing better than seeing the movie on a screen that’s taller than 8 of myself standing on top of each other (which, on a side note, would take way more balance than any of the 8 of us have) was the overwhelming presence of everyone’s favorite Trekkies.

Sure, I grew up watching my fair share of Star Trek, and I’ve seen most (if not all) of the movies, but I would have never even considered wearing my Star Fleet pajamas (not that I have any) to the premier of a movie. I’d consider myself an enthusiast at best, but these guys were absolutely sold out in every way. It wasn’t if they’d wear these costumes, it was when.

Well, all that got me pondering. What exactly in this world am I that pumped about that I’d be willing to put public opinion to the wayside and let my “true colors” shine? I guess the standard answers really should be my Savior and my wife, and trust me, I’ve had more than one occasion to look like a fool for both, and I certainly plan on doing it again real soon, but if you had asked me 2 years ago if I’d feel the same way about a 2 1/2 foot tall person, I probably would have thought you were crazy… which leads me to my next story.

There we were celebrating Mother’s Day as any good Australian (no, we’re not from the land down under) couple should by sitting down for an elegant meal at Outback, when our little man, Zeke, figured out when he hears music, it’s fun to rock back and forth in his high chair waiving his arms wildly. Now, I know what you’re thinking, right? Any good parent from the 1950s would say that children should be seen and not heard and that we should have used this opportunity to teach our son about table manners and how to act appropriately in public, right? Well, we decided that the opposite would be waaaaay more fun and started waiving our arms wildly in the air to whatever Proclaimers song (is there more than one?) happened to be playing at the time.

And then it hit me. I may not be willing to put on Spock ears and wear my Star Fleet cadet uniform, but I am willing to accept the wierd looks from the table next to us as long as my little goober know that his dad loves him. Well, anyway that’s my rant for the day. Enjoy the rest of what’s left of it (the day, not the rant).

P.S. Don’t worry. The picture is just blurry, not our faces.

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