I really enjoyed Shaxs’ Best Day. It’s like 30 perfect pages of comic featuring one of my favourite characters, written by one of my favourite writers. It doesn’t have much impact on the larger Day of Blood storyline, but that’s fine because it as just about Shaxs unleashing his Bajoran fury on an entire planet full of Klingon fascists.
I don’t think I will be sticking with Picard’s Academy. A story about how young Jean-Luc Picard was a dick, and needed to learn how to make friends doesn’t hold much appeal. We know from “The Samaritan Snare” and “Tapestry” that during his Academy days Picard was a bit of a rover and rabble rouser, so seeing him here as a guy obsessed with getting top marks and being alone doesn’t really fit. Granted, he’s only second year here, but regardless.
Some aspects of the story are the writer, Sam Maggs, trying too hard to be cute, like Picard asking Boothby if he has coffee instead before settling for tea, and some choices are just bizarre. A couple pages in, a caption box describes a characters as “Always drinks his respecting-women juice.” Which is just a wild thing to put in a Trek comic for one, but also not relevant to the scene they’re in, and we don’t see the character again for the rest of the issue.
I also hate the art choices. For some reason the artist decided a Bolian character – the respecting-women juice drinker – should have a fin on his face and head as opposed to the bifurcation line that we see Bolians typically have. There’s a Betazoid that appears to have a number of extra nostrils like an Ilari from the VOY episode, “Warlord”, and if the cover is any indication they glow. In a holodeck simulation, there are a number of ENT era vessels, some of which have their nacelles connected at what appears to be 45° angles to the ships’ centreline.
One time years ago when my father worked for a Birds of Prey rehabilitation center he brought home Daisy the Barn Owl. (She had been imprinted at birth and was thus a resident of the center) It was after a meeting late at night so he took her out to show our dog. My dad being a goof let her stretch her wing and then she hooted at the dog.
His response (which let us know we’d definitely be safe from a home invasion) was to tear ass into my parents bedroom where my mother was sleeping and shit himself.
Dad got in trouble for that one…Daisy was cool but the screech owls he’d bring home on the weekends sometimes were the best.
Too late. I already have an appointment with my psychiatrist tomorrow. I am going to ask for an increased dosage to my medication. By the way, I can never pronounce complex pharmaceutical ingredients. What are “multivitamin flintstone chewables”? Why cant they ever just give it cool names like Nexium or Syphillis?
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