So they’re doing an American version of Iron Chef. I shudder. While it may be good the possibilities for it being bad are far greater. The worst sign? William Shatner is hosting.
Please don’t let this be an embarassment to William, and to America in general.
If they’re gonna use a star trek alumn they should use James Doohan. Any critique of food always carries more weight (hehe) if a fat guy is doing it.
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Please.
No, really … please?
Click the link, and take the <br> off at the end, and it’s there.
Alternatively, click here.
Didn’t James Doohan get beamed up to that great transporter in the sky?
Nope. Scotty is alive (or was, this morning), and at age 81 he just became or is about to become a new dad, again.
(You may have been thinking of DeForest Kelley–He’s dead, Jim–who died in the summer of '99.)
He’s going. For. The. Lobster. Spock. But. That’s impossible!
God almighty, do you think there could be more sites on the Internet about Star Trek?
I did a quick search after my post (I know, I should do that before post, not after. Sue me.) and according to the James Doohan Birthday Countdown site, he’s alive and kicking and about to turn eighty-two in nine months and fourteen days.
Yippee!
I’ll amend my earlier post and state that while James hasn’t quite beamed up to that great transporter in the sky just yet, they’ve definitely got that sucker warmed and ready.
“Scottie. You’re just too large. Prepare to energize…”
I think I’d trust the judgement of a skinny guy over a fat guy. The fat guy will probably eat just about anything, making him a rather poor choice for critic. “This lobster is good, but I really like what he’s done with the bacon grease!” The skinny guy, on the other hand, probably doesn’t get very hungry, so is much more discerning in his tastes.
–Tim
I was in a record store today and they were playing Leonard Nimoy’s record. I was laughing really hard along with the guys who worked there. I especially like that “Highly Illogical” song. Hoo boy, they don’t make em like that any more.
At one point my friend and I had to sit down due to overlaughing. We then proceeded to make them play a bunch of the most bizarre albums we could find, from Acid Mother’s Temple to Aleister Crowley’s Big Album O’ Satanic Verse (no we aren’t in to that, it was just kind of fun)
BTW, the Crowley album was $42! WTF?? When my friend first found it he wanted buy it so he could sample it for his electronic/industrial music. He decided against it due to the price and the lameness of it. No visible demons pranced around the listening booth, unless they were really sneaky.
MarxBoy
I will thank you not to speak of Mr Shatner like that…
although my mother claims she has never met him, my brother and I both beleive that he is our real father.
He.Will.Come…For.Me…Someday…
More proof that he’s still alive – my brother just met him at a convention… 
MarxBoy, my personal Nimoy favorite is “The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins.” It’s pure pain, but very funny pain. (Nimoy’s take on “Where is Love?”, however, just hurts. A lot.)
And then there’s Shatner’s album. :eek: (To be fair, though, the Captain Kirk Sing-Along page – which seems to be down at the moment – has some of the Shakespeare clips up, and the Henry V bit was passable, though the background music was terrible.)
I have this mental image of him in a recording studio wearing headphones with points at the tops of the ear pieces.
And I’m sitting here wondering how that record store is staying in business.
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What is wrong with shatner, folks? I think he…will…be a great host for the show. Remember the host has to be a zany as the game is.
“A swaggering, overbearing, tin plated dictator with delusions of godhood…but he’s not soft” 
A sort of hijack: Has anyone seen that movie “Free Enterprise” with two guys who run into William Shatner, who pitches to them a musical Julius Caesar where he plays all the parts?
If any of you know what I’m talking about, the two guys run into Shatner at a used bookstore…does anyone recognize the bookstore? Both a friend and I have seen the movie, and my friend says it’s a bookstore in the San Fernando Valley, but I think it’s Acorn Books (or another bookstore) in San Francisco.
Yeah, so I’m a Star Trek geek. Or rather a used bookstore geek.
It may be an embarassment but we won’t have to shoulder it alone - Shatner is a Canadian.