The penpersonship won’t get any better. You’ll figger it all out anyway.
Tsk, tsk. A teacher with poor penmanship.
What’s the world coming to?
The whole world is collapsing, son.
[convenient excuses]I always had crappy writing and printing. Teach for 13 years and see what happens to yours. I know a Ph.D. whose chicken scratch is much worse. It’s this danged old Internet/email stuff. [/convenient excuses]
Your tape was hand-addressed and it arrived, no?
Hee hee.
Viva’s explination sounds like what happened to Dr Crusher, no? The whole universe ends up being just her and her poor penmanship. Only a Speak and Spell™ used by the unborn as of yet genius of Crewman Daniels has the cpacity to make things right again.
Provided it is used wisely.
man, put a Speak and Spell™ in the wrong hands and you have chaos.
CHAOS I tell you!
My penmanship varies. It can be nice or it can be horrible… I was once even complimented by a girl in high school and told I had “pretty handwriting”.
I like my signature.
Yargh! YAAAARRRRRGGHH!!
Sorry about that. Real life totally kicked my ass this weekend. Boy troubles. You understand.
My handwriting is thoroughly crazy. Given my mood, I may write beautifully, or I may make illegible chicken scratchings. A friend once suggested my handwriting has Multiple Personality Disorder. Maybe she was right.
I’m off to feel sorry for myself, now. Carry on.
Love,
Kn(like a rollin’ stone)ckers
P.S.: I don’t remember what this episode was about.
Been a while since I’ve seen it, but quick synopsis:
An enourmous storm is coming at Enterprise. They can’t outrun it. The only places in the ship heavily shielded enough to survive the storm are the ship’s nacelles, so the crew crams themselves into one of them. Hilarity ensues.
Viva, just read your post asking what we were going to do doing the summer re-run times. You left out “make smart-ass comments about other things and occasionally throw in a Star Trek reference of some sort.” and “make fun of Aesiron” (just kidding, Aes!) Does my muppet spoof count for option # 3?
Oh, and my handwriting sucks too.
Poor Kn(*)ckers. Daddy’s here! I’ll make you feel all better. 
Anything y’all wanna do during the hiatus sounds good to me.
My printing is also kinda bad.
We could also ask random questions to see if anyone answers:
NCB, how is that nasty little calculus [medical term for kidney stone] doing?
Kn*ckers, are you sure you don’t want some tongue?
Does anybody know what became of my ST5 Marshmallow dispenser? And why did I send away for it in the first place?
I will pay money not to know.
Do you take PayPal™?
I think that a ST5 Marshmallow Dispenser would be kinda cool. At least there would be something good to come out of that movie. Well, besides the lines, “Life is not a dream.” and, “What does God need with a Starship?”
NCB: I thought Darth Vader was my father. Now I’m ALL confused. Mom and I are going to have to have a talk.
viva - Well, I did not want dog tongue. Thanks anyway…
Silly summer hiatus. Now, there’s no impetus NOT to hijack. Kinda takes the fun out of it.
I’m in the same camp as Kn*ckers : trouble with the opposite sex. 
Sorry, Aes. Hope yours works out.
Damned opposite sexes!
Yeah!
Wait . . .
this episode was about a Space-Super model that visited Enterprise, did his little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I’m too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And I’m too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that?
I think you meant “tush.” 
And I’m too sexy for this song! (But I bought the cassette single and I still have it.)
That dispenser was rather nice…It may be buried in the garage somewhere. At least it made Kraft jumbo marshmallows more fun to play with rather than just, you know, removing them from the bag with one’s hands like a barbarian.
Sorry, no PayPal, pal.
Does anybody watch this weird show on UPN that’s on Sunday nights, like 11:30, called Starhunter? I find it weird and off-putting but I am giving it a chance anyway, despise the presence of Michael Pare (accent mark over the “e”) and some freaky glowing hologram guy who consists of a head and collar and an exposed spinal column. It almost makes me launch my lunch.
And on this show, whenever the doors open and close, they sound not unlike dental drills.
Dammittohell, I hate this hiatus.
What the hell?
I thought for sure I had posted about this episode the first time around. And yet… nothing.
Guess I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.
Oh goawd, I went back to work toady. That was a mistake. I’m so weak and slow it took 5 hrs to do two double window installs. A task that normally takes just over two hours. Damn.
Oh well, I at least know I am capable of it, even if today really sucked.
What is the opposite of sex?
Read for yourself in The National Decliner™
“I have a Declining mind, and I want to know!”