For the Trekkers
Omg. I am so embarrassed. I didn't recognise Gene Roddenberry's son, Rod*, and told him he had to go into the main hotel to get his parking ticket validated at the Trek convention tonight.
I realized who it was as he was cheerfully walking toward where I directed him. I could kick myself. Oy.
Also, he is cute. Gak.
*Corrected, thanks to a far better Trekker than me.
I realized who it was as he was cheerfully walking toward where I directed him. I could kick myself. Oy.
Also, he is cute. Gak.
*Corrected, thanks to a far better Trekker than me.