Star Trek: Review

Don't worry, I'm not going to say any spoilers. Last week Thursday, I was blessed to see a sneak preview of the new Star Trek movie being released at midnight tonight. I took Train, because he answered his phone. Sorry, Jimbo... but the Mexican lucked out.

Train was holding the fifth spot in line, dutifully getting there right after work and waiting for me to bring him a burger to feed the beast. I parked outside a gentlemen's establishment on 7th Avenue named "Lil' Darlings". Paying for parking, I asked an attractive young lady in sweats, who was talking on and off her cell phone, a question about the parking meter, and bought my parking ticket. I asked why she was waiting, she explained that she was waiting because she was short the amount needed. I promptly gave her my remaining change to cover her fee and proceeded back to my vehicle.


While placing my pain-in-the-ass Seattle parking ticket/sticker on my inside car window, I overheard the young woman now speaking to another woman, a noticeably older "veteran" of the club, and asking if she had heard about her needing to change her schedule to adjust for her classes. So it's true. In this case, this stripper was indeed "paying her way through school."

Oh, and Star Trek was amazing. One work sums it up... "chills." I'm not giving anything away, but you will get chills during the last shot of the film. I didn't see it coming, am not a Trekkie by any means, but it got me. Well done, Abrams.