JWBananas

His marriage is fine. It's his own trauma that he's running from. That's why he spends his days fixing everything else and his nights playing dress-up and dolls.

Never forget Voyager, where Torres could invent a brand new method of transporter lock and implement it on-the-fly all through a console on the bridge, but even the bio-neural gel packs weren't smart enough to get a power requisition down to the bottom decks without someone putting it into a padd and physically walking it down there.

At least Bob Barker had the decency to get as close to 100 as possible without going over.

I asked DALLE-2 for a "wide shot of a delivery driver in a Louisiana bayou with bagged food" and it gave me this:

That's certainly a fascinating way to interpret "bagged food."

"You asked about the temperature–"

"I did not!"

Clearly if the architects had seen [any] [sci-fi] [ever] they would have come up with the idea to shunt that excess energy into ad-hoc shields for poor Ensign Redshirt.

Okay, I didn't expect all of the examples to be from Stargate. But they certainly like that trope.

Enjoy the lurking!

Macho Man Miles knocked up Keiko with their second child after one single attempt.

To get to the other side?

Rick. MF. Berman.