Driving home from Star Trek

The sound is David Bowie’s “Hallo Spaceboy.”

My dashboard is my command console.

I adjust the knobs as I fly my spacecraft through the darkness of the country backroads.

The double yellow and white stripes, the streetlights, whiz by me like stars.

A green signal up ahead – can I make it through the portal before it closes?

I am approaching quickly, it turns yellow.  Warp speed!  (I’m giving it all she’s got!)

I made it.

I land safely and dock my ship in my driveway.

Star Trek is a really good movie.

Zack Quinto is still hot with pointy ears.