
On 7/9/07, Greg Swrote: > "Did you feel that, Sharda? As that ancient, Julius Erving wrote, 'Cry > Havoc, and slip the bonds of captivity!' That is the feel of freedom!" He > chuckles at the thought of Giordi in that great spoof 'Galaxyquest' as he > slipped out of the dock and scraped down the side of the space station. Sharda smiled a little, but almost seemed like she didn't really understand that the captain was getting all wound up about. "Um...yes. We've left the mooring, have we not?" > "As it should be." He keys the mic for everyone, "This is the Captain. We > are underway, folks. It will be approximately (XX) hours until we reach our > jump point. Relax, and enjoy the journey. Captain Out." He lays in the > coordinates for the jump point, engages the computer and grins at Sharda. > "Third star to the right, and continue til morning, right?" Her grin widened just a bit a little as she popped the course up on her workstation. "Well, for the next , at any rate."