Captain's Journal, June 10th, 20XX: Our journey

Captain's Journal, June 10th, 20XX: Our journey through space has had many strange twists and turns, but the one I and the crew remember so vividly was the time when

we saw a bright flash in the distance. It seemed to get brighter and brighter as we got closer. Only when we got really close I and the rest of the space crew realised it was a

ctually the sun. We stared at each other in confusion. How come we couldn't realize what it was a little sooner? We threw the navigator out the airlock and maneuvered the spaceship

through Atmos 7, through cloud 9, avoiding cloud 10, picking up some religious radio as we passed heaven & then across open space towards the Andromeda galaxy. "Scotty! Our navigat

or Sulu is prancing around the bridge in glitter wings and halo. Can you mark course for the blinding white light at the end of the tunnel? Uhuru try to make contact with the diety

or something, and Spock, well, he was just Spock. That's right. Pointed ears zero personality. Me, I'm a detective, three parts tribble one part heartache and I was stuck on t

he midnight train to Georgetown. I know that's not how the song goes, but my detective creds were from a mail order University so what do you want? The body was stiff when I

poked it with a stick. I turned to my partner in crime. "This person is definitely deceased."

a lavender sky and me holding up a river so that a couple of snails could cross to go shopping for shells. I knew right away that I was going to enjoy being dead after all.