WARNING: reading this blog may result in being overwhelmed by awesome, crazy fun times, wanting to be batman, a desire to time travel, increased knowledge of how to combat monsters, mild paranoia that there is someone behind your shower curtain, falling down stairs (it keeps happening!), questioning your sexuality, becoming a feminist, hating pants, and intense pie cravings.
“That’s what I thought when I was watching Star Trek. Vulcan’s gonna be fine Vulcan’s gonna be fine- You sons of bitches. There were BABIES on that planet!”