Saturday, April 30, 2005

Waking Up

Stardate 51264.7....or is it 8. I could never read those dates anyway. Never mind, it's Saturday.

Just waking up with a splitting headache. It must be all that Andoran wine I had last night. I'd better call Riker.

"Number One, I'll be indisposed for the remainder of the morning, will you take over, please?"

"But Captain, we've got that Icerian delegation to show around the ship; they'll be expecting to see you. Have you been drinking that Andoran wine again?"


"Come on, Number One, you know you like to play Captain. Just try to look important, and they'll leave satisfied in a couple of hours."

I hear Riker mumble a few words, as he signs off.

Time to get some black coffee.