Why I love my wife

A couple weeks ago, we bought this really funky plant for the backyard. It has these really wild-looking flowers on it, and it's curiously noted to be an "agressive climber" (aggressive plants? Really?) Anyway, the flowers don't really look natural; rather, they look like something dreamt up by a set designer on a sci-fi TV show.

When I asked her if she'd noticed that it had started blooming, she asked, "what, you mean the plant that looks like it would not only take over my mind, but also the minds of everyone else on board the Enterprise? Cool!"

To any single Trek geeks out there reading this, be of good cheer: women who understand and appreciate us are out there.

But, uh, this one's mine. :o)