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"What are you doing?" I yelled. "It is not anarchy! Every time there's some slight slip in the social norm you think it's the rock-and-roll, last-days-of-Babylon, Revelations-time."

My head crashed into the ceiling as the car bumped down and off the curb at the end of the street. "These aren't revolutionaries overthrowing America, they're electricians!"

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

SPIKE, 11:00 a.m.

Because my friends are sci-fi geeks. we bought 20 tickets to opening night of Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith. Costumes are encouraged, and we've been pressuring Renee to dig out her Star Trek uniform and go as a Vulcan to piss off the Star Wars nerds.

Thursday, May 5

I'm not watching anything Thursday. I'll be packing clothes and getting in my last gym visit before a weekend of debauchery. May 6 is my birthday, and we're loading up for Vegas. Vegas, baby!

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