What my mind dredges up.
Nov. 4th, 2005 08:10 amI had come into my offices at CompuServe, an experience now a decade in the past, to find two of my then-co-workers, one of them holding a syringe half-full of green liquid. They stood over the body of murdered judge Tasha Yar and tried to frame me for the killing.
But the police determined that my fingerprints weren't on the syringe as theirs were, and my affair with Ms. Yar had been completely public and, while controversial, hardly the sort of thing one would murder about.
I have the strangest dreams sometime.
The funny thing is that I was always much more attracted to Patrick Stewart than I was Denise Crosby, and of the women on the crew my heart belonged to Gates McFadden.
But the police determined that my fingerprints weren't on the syringe as theirs were, and my affair with Ms. Yar had been completely public and, while controversial, hardly the sort of thing one would murder about.
I have the strangest dreams sometime.
The funny thing is that I was always much more attracted to Patrick Stewart than I was Denise Crosby, and of the women on the crew my heart belonged to Gates McFadden.
Gates McFadden
Date: 2005-11-14 10:13 pm (UTC)I have to say that I, too, had some fond dreams about McFadden while this series was on-air. Especially of the times when she was in the holo-deck stories - while the stories were silly, she looked good in 1930's garb!