Three Shiny Girls, Two Captain Kirks, and a Partridge in a Pear Tree.

Star Trek is getting better. I guess it could not have gotten any worse, but oh well.

The first episode I watched today had this guy named Harry Mudd (which I think is an awful name), and he had three women with him. They looked like they could be 60s prom queens, and one girl had a dress that was sort of a poncho at the same time. I am thinking that American Apparel should get on that. There could be thousands of people walking around with bedazzled ponchos. Anyway, the ship broke down and they needed some sort of crystal to fix it, so Mudd wanted to trade his women to these miners. However, the women were ugly without taking pills. In the end, I think the lesson was that beauty comes from the inside, but I was unsure. I just liked laughing at the dresses.

Now, the second episode was even better. There were TWO William Shatners. I think this is making up for the lack of one in the pilot (no, I will never let that go). One was good, and one was evil. The evil one yelled a lot and just liked to laugh. It made me die. The good one stopped being able to make decisions. There was also a dog in a costume. He was cute. Some crew members almost froze to death on a planet, as it was -120 C. No fucking shit. They should have died long before that. Whatever.

It actually takes a lot longer to watch these episodes than I thought. I figured I could crank out four or five a day on weekends, but it is hard to fit just two in. They are fairly drawn out, and it does not help that there are no commercial breaks. I add my own sometimes, but it does not help too much. Oh well, if I keep this pace, I will still finish in time, and that is all that matters.