"...Hi Mr. Nimoy” I said. “Thanks so much for coming to Toronto.”
“I’m glad to be here” Leonard Nimoy said to me.
“Yeah” I said, looking at him.
And then that’s when it got a bit surreal. I was looking at Leonard Nimoy, and he was looking at me. I was talking to him, and that distinct voice of his was answering me. Suddenly I sort of blanked out and I thought back to that old Mego Mr. Spock doll I had as a kid, and wondering whatever happened to it. I then became aware that all the eyes in the room was on me. A camera from Space: The Imagination Station was pointed at me and, most of all, Leonard Nimoy was staring at me and waiting for my question.
Well I had a question for Leonard Nimoy in mind but, to this day, I don’t remember what it was. I do know whatever it was, it wasn’t about whales. But instead of what I was going to ask I decided to ask the question that I knew all of us REALLY wanted to ask.
“Well Mr. Nimoy,” I said meekly, “I was on the computer and I found a video of you on a beach singing about The Hobbit surrounded by go-go dancers in Spock ears.”
“Did you now?” Leonard Nimoy said with a smirk.
“Yes I did,” I said, “Well….what the fuck Mr. Nimoy? What the fuck?”"...
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