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My sister is now the proud owner of a life-size Spock cardboard stand-up. It's pretty fuckin' sexy. The best part is that even our dog acknowledges the badassery. Mom told me that when she saw it this morning, she took a good long whimpery look at it and then started backing up and barking at it for a few minutes.
My dad asked her where she got it and she mumbled something about mail-order husbands. Mom's like, "That's your husband? Isn't he kinda stiff?" Oh, knee-slapper.

Even though I hated Heroes at first, I, um, had my reasons to give it like, the third attempted go. While I'm still not blown away by it I finally got into the characters enough to get a little addicted, so...( drive-by reaction to seasons one and three of Heroes: )