I have never had a cat that seemed to care about fireworks.
As far as I’m concerned, the so-called fifth Star Trek movie is non-canonical and never happened! Every time I might be even mildly tempted to re-watch it, because, “Maybe it wasn’t as bad as I remember,” I remind myself, “It was that bad.”
*Sorry, that’s an automatic rant response to any mention of that non-existent movie.
Every time there is a new Doctor, I think, “But I love the current one! Let him go on for at least another season! What if I don’t like this new one?”
And then, I always like the new one.
Amelia is actually impressed! Wow!
Ah, yes, Tom Baker was my first Doctor and therefore still my favorite. Technically, I think his run had just ended, but he was still the only one showing on US TV when my brother finally got me to start watching. (Every once in a while they would show a Jon Pertwee story. Wait, he’s the Doctor too? What do you mean Tom’s the fourth? Doctor? How long has this thing been going on?)
Umm, what’s wrong with, “All of the above?”
They don’t actually need a partner to multiply. As Dr McCoy said, “Near as I can tell, they’re born pregnant.” The secret to controlling tribble growth rate is to be very careful not to overfeed them.
“Do you know what you get if you feed a tribble too much?”
“A fat tribble?”
“No, you get a whole bunch of hungry little tribbles.”
(McCoy & Kirk exchange).
Which leads to the classic reply, “That’s different!”
Umm, please don’t do that.
That’s not a bad idea, really.