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Tuesday, November 15th, 2011
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's Pajama Boy stuff.
It had been a while since the last time I had put into port at DS9, and was surprised to see how much things had changed, and not for the better. The Promenade had become some sort of tent city, which is ...
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Tuesday, June 14th, 2011
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait. That's Pajama Boy talk.
One thing I enjoy when I hit port is cruising the Promenade to see what's new. Whether it's a new line of wave making surfing torpedoes, planet busters, or something new to eat or drink. This time around I spotted a cart ...
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Friday, May 6th, 2011
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy stuff.
It's not unusual for Quark's to have a busy Happy Hour on a Friday. Station personnel like to get an early start on their weekend there, and then there are many traders hanging over for a weekender before upshipping for other parts ...
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Friday, April 22nd, 2011
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's Pajama Boy stuff.
It was a typical happy hour at Quark's for a Friday. Which is to say, aside from myself and Morn, there were not many paying customers there. The Doctor was there as well, but his idea of paying for drinks was to ...
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Saturday, January 8th, 2011
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
Quark's Place was lively. He had a new floor show going on that was attracting a lot of attention. Three old crones gathered around a large cauldron, a fire blazing underneath it, which was causing Odo and Cisco to have fits, but ...
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Saturday, December 25th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
I was at Quark's having pints and shots after a very satisfying Christmas dinner over at Tunok's Kill and Grill. No, we didn't roast Santa, just a reindeer named Dasher who didn't dash out of range of my disruptor fast enough. And ...
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Saturday, November 27th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait. That's pajama boy stuff.
I was sitting at the bar in Quark's Place when in walked Scotty, fresh off a transport from Earth, and dressed to the hilt in full Highland regalia.
"Ah, Kahuna. I've been looking for ye," said the Scottish engineer.
"What for?" I asked, then ...
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Friday, November 12th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
We made it back to DS9 and Quark’s place. Rocky-wan Viterbo looked quite depressed over the loss of the Millennium Albatross. The Princess, Michele something-or-another, was looking ready to have Mugato steak for dinner, a concept that didn’t go down well with ...
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Friday, November 5th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
Things were getting dicey in Cell Block NCC-1701. Not only were there stormtroopers to deal with, but the Red Shirts found their masculinity.
"Kamahameha, where've you been," I said. "Wait, just beam us out of here. Better still, load up a Wave Maker ...
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Friday, October 29th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
Rambo Viterbo's Millennium Albatross dropped out of hyperspace on the edge of the Alderaan system.
"That's odd," said Viterbo. "We're in the right system, only one problem. No Alderaan."
That's when we smacked into the hyperwave filled with planetary debris. Chewie, Viterbo's Mugato first ...
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Friday, October 22nd, 2010
Captain’s Log, Stardate, oh wait, that’s pajama boy stuff.
Mos Eisley Spaceport. No where in the galaxy is there a greater den of inequity, except maybe DS9. It is an ugly spaceport, on an ugly planet, littered with the worst sorts of scum, villainy and gremmies, along with the occasional down-and-out ...
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Thursday, October 14th, 2010
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
We were out near a planet called Tatooine, looking for some good surf, and failing completely to find any. Thinking it was time to try out the new Wave Maker 2012 Palinizer from the Duras Sisters, we prepared for the best. Then, ...
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Thursday, December 3rd, 2009
Captain's Log, Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy stuff.
I was at my usual spot at the bar in Quark's Place when Quark came up with my first round of Guinness with a tribble sweat chaser. He looked like he wanted to tell me something pretty badly.
"Okay, Quark, spill it. What's ...
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Friday, October 30th, 2009
Captain's Log, Stardate…oh, wait, that's Pajama Boy stuff.
I was over at Quark's for Happy Hour and catching up on the news. As always, the main screen was tuned to Targ News. Quark angled over to where I was sitting at the bar with my first round of Guinness with a ...
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Thursday, August 13th, 2009
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It had been a while since I last visited Quark's Place, and I was definitely overdue for some Guinness and Tribble Sweat.
The crowd on the promenade was larger than usual, and more boisterous. These silly humans were waving signs that read things like "I ...
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Monday, April 27th, 2009
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It had been a while since I last stopped in at Quark's and I was long overdue for a few pints of Guinness with Tribble Sweat chasers. Quark was, of course, in his typical sly self. It was obvious he had something to tell ...
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Friday, October 12th, 2007
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
Quark's place was quiet for a Friday afternoon happy hour. Probably because Cisco has his pajama boys working overtime on a new project of his. I was on my second round of Guinness and and Tribble Sweat when Quark disled up to my spot ...
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Tuesday, July 24th, 2007
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
Quark's place was jammed packed for Happy Hour by the time I got there. Still, I managed to find a spot at the bar, and looked around for the Doctor. I knew the Doctor was on DS9 as I spotted the familiar blue ...
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Friday, March 23rd, 2007
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It had been a long, surfless run out to Antares and back. The crew was
happy when we hit DS9 for some badly needed R and R, not to mention a
chance to pick up a the new wave making torpedoes I had ordered from ...
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Thursday, November 2nd, 2006
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
Every now and again, I pick up something of exceptional interest to trade to Quark. Today was not only an exception, it was an exceptional exception. In the form of a new R2D2 unit. When I strolled into Quark's place I ...
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