Star Trek: The TV Generation

Captain’s Log. Stardate…something something. Many digits. I am tired. Sick and tired of this ship, this crew. Of Riker barking “what the hell was that?” and bellowing “red alert shields-up!” at the drop of a tricorder. Goodness knows, Worf farts and suddenly Number One is calling for evasive manuever Riker-Delta. Well, perhaps that is the proper time to…