Three Degrees of Separation
Many of you know that I have an inner sci-fi geek. Not so much inner, really, as I pretty much light up at the mention of Star Trek, Babylon 5, Stargate, and of course, Battlestar Galactica (the new series, not the 70s version, although I liked that one too back in the day).
I also have a fairly overt obsession with William Shatner. I know, I know - I've heard all the Star Trek gossip about his arrogance and inflated ego. But really, he couldn't play Captain Kirk any other way. And I'm loving his Denny Crane character on Boston Legal now. I'm such a fan that I actually own a copy of his early cult classic (shot entirely in Esperanto), Incubus.
So imagine my surprise, astonishment and general gob-smackedness when my friend L. casually mentioned the other day that THE William Shatner is her father's first cousin. Arghhhhhhhh!!!!
After I had calmed down (which took about half an hour, I have to admit) I realized that this is only three degrees of separation. Only three!!! And then L. mentioned she'd invite me to the next family wedding, but not to expect an appearance from the man himself. No matter. I shall attend. If only in the faint hope that three degrees of separation will one day become none at all.
Many of you know that I have an inner sci-fi geek. Not so much inner, really, as I pretty much light up at the mention of Star Trek, Babylon 5, Stargate, and of course, Battlestar Galactica (the new series, not the 70s version, although I liked that one too back in the day).
I also have a fairly overt obsession with William Shatner. I know, I know - I've heard all the Star Trek gossip about his arrogance and inflated ego. But really, he couldn't play Captain Kirk any other way. And I'm loving his Denny Crane character on Boston Legal now. I'm such a fan that I actually own a copy of his early cult classic (shot entirely in Esperanto), Incubus.
So imagine my surprise, astonishment and general gob-smackedness when my friend L. casually mentioned the other day that THE William Shatner is her father's first cousin. Arghhhhhhhh!!!!
After I had calmed down (which took about half an hour, I have to admit) I realized that this is only three degrees of separation. Only three!!! And then L. mentioned she'd invite me to the next family wedding, but not to expect an appearance from the man himself. No matter. I shall attend. If only in the faint hope that three degrees of separation will one day become none at all.
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...and wasn't he in Dodgeball next to none other than David Hasselhoff??
Oh. I guess that sounds bad.
Well, you know what I mean.