buttony muddle-headed...

I found out a few months ago when we visited a bookstore. We were going over the less than P20 book section. Not quite amused with the finds, I turned to leave. But my husband remained still. I followed his gaze to the stack of books in front of him and voila, a group of Star Trek series it is! At first, I thought to myself, this might just be a fleeting book theme diversion. He must’ve enjoyed devouring the Arthur Clarke books I have. But when he just couldn’t decide which Star Trek sequence to choose, I smelled something dorky (sic). I tried to help him but he was always saying, “I’ve already read that.” or “We (my family) already have that.” That left me kind of dolt.

Then recently he asked what was on television. I shook my head and muttered that I didn’t have any more clues to give him but flying saucers and Star Trek-like. Launching himself like a projectile, he rushed to check it out and in less than a minute, returned to the room low in spirits. It wasn’t Star Trek. That moment, I found unfamiliarly cute. I let out a chortle and teasingly asked him since when had he become a trekky (sic). He turned to me, smiled and coolly did the Vulcan greeting. Waaah! It takes more than a fledgling to do such finger-twisting stunt! Where is my husband?! Jk.

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