trakkers are insane, my mam used to work in a restaurant in town, it was the only restaurant that would allow trekker conventions to take place. She said they used to come in all dressed up, speaking klingon, and trying to telaport drinks to the table etc They'd all then go upstairs to where the disco was, put a big screen tv up then sit n watch star trek till closing time
lmao - think ill just get myself to currys and get one of them new touchscreen control computer to control the house built in lighting and transporter with. most people after a break up go out and get rat arsed then pull a random - not this bloke, what a goon. it should be a legal requirement for this type of person to have a wee stamp on his passport to let people know he is a dick.
He's not any worse than those that spend vast amounts travellin to graceland every year or goin out dressin like Elvis or those that want to appear on /or watch big brother ..
We've got a mock living room in the back of one of our labs at uni, one of the lecturers is a specialist in automated homes and he's working towards something similar, everything in the room is voice controlled, looks pretty , until the computer doesn't hear him right and it pulls up the blinds when he says turn on the lights
