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01-22-2006, 12:21 AM
heh! was channel-hopping last night and came across UFO - proper sci-fi - nicely british (ie cheap)
it's dated really, really badly, mind...
commander straker was chatting up one of the bits of fluff with blue hair - seems that women are back to being just space-secretarys in the future - over a cup of coffee (how futuristic!) (but how civilised) just happens that she's the only one wearing a mini skirt that just about covers her arse (future fashions are fantastic - like the 60's, only in silver) (but at least its consistent with star trek; apart from the silver)
"you're doing a great job - a man's job - but just because you're a woman doesn't mean you should try too hard" (she was like putty in his hands after that - which woman wouldn't be?)
as he was about to leave the space station to return to earth he saunters into the control room (space secretarys' typing pool)
"bye girls!" (i kid you not)
back on earth he rambles on about how we should be exploring inner-space for the answers to life and how the answer might lie on a grain of sand on a beach on another planet, or maybe in a different universe (despite having said that space is infite in both directions) (and despite the fact that he's supposed to be fighting off a flying saucer invasion)
his boss was listening to him - and AGREED so much he gave him more funding for his crackpot plans - which seemed to involve taking pictures of the alien planet, rather than blasting the bejeezaz out of the flying saucers...
(but showing my age - i used to have a ufo interceptor and a moon-crawler - excellent toys!)
it's dated really, really badly, mind...
commander straker was chatting up one of the bits of fluff with blue hair - seems that women are back to being just space-secretarys in the future - over a cup of coffee (how futuristic!) (but how civilised) just happens that she's the only one wearing a mini skirt that just about covers her arse (future fashions are fantastic - like the 60's, only in silver) (but at least its consistent with star trek; apart from the silver)
"you're doing a great job - a man's job - but just because you're a woman doesn't mean you should try too hard" (she was like putty in his hands after that - which woman wouldn't be?)
as he was about to leave the space station to return to earth he saunters into the control room (space secretarys' typing pool)
"bye girls!" (i kid you not)
back on earth he rambles on about how we should be exploring inner-space for the answers to life and how the answer might lie on a grain of sand on a beach on another planet, or maybe in a different universe (despite having said that space is infite in both directions) (and despite the fact that he's supposed to be fighting off a flying saucer invasion)
his boss was listening to him - and AGREED so much he gave him more funding for his crackpot plans - which seemed to involve taking pictures of the alien planet, rather than blasting the bejeezaz out of the flying saucers...
(but showing my age - i used to have a ufo interceptor and a moon-crawler - excellent toys!)