Would You Like Ferengis with That?

So, yesterday I went to the library to pick up a book or two (this time I picked up four, all travel books for planning my trip to Europe). And the internet was down at the library, and their website wasn't available either to search for books or even to scan them at checkout. This meant that the librarian had to write down the serial number on my books and then enter them in later when the computers are back online.

So, we were chatting it up about the Old School library, you know, the card in the slot, the card catalog, lining up the books just right, etc. At which point the librarian said: "You know, it's like deja vu all over again, or nIB'poH as the Klingons say, not as if I'm into that or anything." We then went on for about 20 seconds until I said, "Oh, you study Klingon?" to which she replied: "Well, not as if I take any classes, but yes, I study it."

I smiled the whole time.

Now let me tell you, I loved me some Star Trek when I was a kid. It was fun and sexy and adventurous. I was a bit of a nerd (read: my mommy thought I was cool) and a Trekkie, and I think there's a little bit of Trekkie in me still. But if you're going to bust out the Klingon dictionary, you need to own it. You know, throw down some awesome Klingon rhymes, mating ceremony poems, and Klingon jive talkin'. So sister friend at the library, you rock it, y'all.

And for a low price in Vegas, these wedding options can be yours. Let's see, which ones in the picture immediately above were less than happy at attending his brother's wedding in Star Trek costume? I count at least 4.