First of all, let me tell you that my brother, who is 7 years older than me, adored original Star Trek. Not so much that he didn't stick a fork in our television during Frosty the Snowman (insert eye twitch and psychotherapy here) when I was a toddler, rendering me television-less from Nixon to Reagan, which you already know, but a lot.
William Shatner was just part of my life. Like the Beatles, and Wolfman Jack, who I thought was two inches tall and lived in my radio. But that's a story for another day, me and my radio.
But I didn't LOVE William Shatner until, I believe, the 90s. One day, I saw an interview with him, during which he described how he felt about women. A wickedly funny man, he is, but also very tender hearted, very loving, prone to tear up under the right circumstances. At that moment, he stole my heart. Changed forever was my opinion that in real life he was a Captain Kirk type, which aside from the fuzzy tribbles episode, was not all that loveable. Captain Kirk was a Night at the Roxbury - William Shatner is a sweet, funny, charming and romantic person.
So I heard the other day that he was on Twitter. So I followed him. At which point the DH declared emphatically that no way was WS (whom he loves) on Twitter.
So tonight, waiting for instructions about the 48 hour film rendezvous point, I see a tweet from my beloved WS. I think - wth? I'll tweet him.
And smack me and call me Edna if four minutes later I don't get a response from him!!!
I love you William Shatner. And I don't care who knows it.
Surely this is a good omen for the movie we're making this weekend.