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Monday, May 1st, 2006
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It was "Happy Hour" at Quark's. The place was jamming. Wall-to-wall people, so it was a bit of a challenge getting a seat at the bar. I managed anyway, as I spotted the Doctor busily knocking back a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster.
"Ah, Kahuna, How have ...
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Friday, April 28th, 2006
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
We had been back from the surf tour with Flipper Kerry a couple of weeks, and I had been riding high on Quark's generosity (meaning, I still had to buy my own drinks) for the high quality footage I delivered up to him, on ...
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Thursday, February 23rd, 2006
Captain's Log, stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
We were hanging out on the outskirts of the Altair system, waiting for Flipper Kerry to launch the first of his test torpedoes at Altair IV so we could record his gallant ride across the solar system on the resulting wave.
"Hey, Kahuna, ...
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Friday, January 27th, 2006
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
"There I was, taking a team of spec ops into Cardasian Territory, when one of these guys handed me his hat. Said I should keep it for good luck," Flipper told the eagerly listening crowd, as he opened up his briefcase and produced his ...
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Thursday, December 15th, 2005
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It had been a while since we had called on DS9, and with the impending elections on Bajor, I figured now was as good a time as any to stop by Quark's and shoot the breeze.
We had picked up on the Bajoran News Network ...
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Thursday, May 26th, 2005
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
It was a slow week, the surf was unusually glassy, and we were fresh out of torpedoes from the Duras Sisters, so we put into port at DS9 and I headed down to Quark's Place for a few rounds as a prelude to a ...
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Tuesday, May 17th, 2005
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
We finally laid our hands on a new load of torpedoes from the Duras Sisters. We had plenty of Mr. Zog's S.. Wax on hand as I had traded 10 barrels of blood wine and a case of Romulan Ale with the Doctor. The ...
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Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
We were at Tunok's "You Kill It, We Grill" bar and grill. Since we were pressed for time, we opted for the pre-killed critter combo surprise. That's the one where you don't know what you are getting until it is set in ...
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Wednesday, February 9th, 2005
Stardate, oh wait, that's pajama boy talk.
The Duras Sisters are having problems keeping up with the demand for the latest entry in their line of wave making torpedoes, which I decided was a good thing as I needed a break and with that in mind, put into port at DS9 ...
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Saturday, February 5th, 2005
Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
The surf was down today, way down, no wave action anywhere in the quadrant. Just as well as today was the day for the Intergalactic Bowling Tournament hosted at the Scum and Villainy Lanes on Mos Eisley. Teams from all around were ...
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Wednesday, December 8th, 2004
It was Happy Hour over at Quark's. Some of us take Happy Hour seriously, and so it was with me, as I sat down at the bar and ordered up a pint of Guinness with a Tribble Sweat chaser. My usual, as it were. I was hanging ...
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Friday, October 29th, 2004
Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
We'd been in port at DS9 for a week, waiting for a delivery of surfing wax for the Kowabunga. Those Feddie supply ships take too long to transport needed supplies out to the far reaches of the Federation. Not very efficient, unlike ...
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Tuesday, October 19th, 2004
Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
There is an old Klingon proverb that states "Revenge is a dish best served cold." I can't think of any place colder than deep space, and so I made my plans.
I contacted the Duras Sisters, and arranged to rendezvous with them at Rua ...
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Friday, October 15th, 2004
Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
It was after the Betelgeuse Rollers. I put into port at Deep Space 9, docked the Kowabunga, and headed down to Quark's. It had been a long haul out from Betelgeuse, and I was ready for a pint or five.
After I ...
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Friday, September 24th, 2004
Stardate, oh wait, that's Pajama Boy talk.
After spending a lot of time tracking Flipper Kerry and his ship Winter Soldier, we managed to get a lot of new footage of his ineptitude on the really big waves provided by the latest in wave-making surf torpedoes. He sunk to new lows, ...
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Tuesday, August 31st, 2004
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama-boy talk.
"Ka-hu-u-u-u-na!" I heard that all to familiar voice come over the intercom. It was Gremmie. What the heck did he want now?
"Kahuna here, Gremmie," I responded.
"Ku-u-ul, Du-u-u-de. Have you got the Zog's? I've got your ketchup."
It was coming back to me. ...
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Friday, August 27th, 2004
Stardate, oh, wait, that's pajama-boy talk.
We headed into one of our favorite ports, DS-9, and I was happy to learn from the station that a shipment had arrived for us.
Great! Our shipment of Mr. Zog's Sex Wax had arrived. I notified my cargo crew chief, Kareless, to be ready to ...
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Thursday, August 26th, 2004
It was a happy day, a great day. It was a big wave day! Kowabunga! At least that's how it started out.
We were cruising in the vicinity of Ceti Alpha VI when we picked up a distress signal from the U.S.S. Winter Soldier, requesting assistance with their Genesis Torpedo, and ...
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Friday, July 23rd, 2004
Stardate oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
No decent waves again today. Bummer.
Put into Deep Space 9, met with that Ferengi about a trade for some Mr. Zog's Sex Wax. He wants a Genesis Torpedo AND a 5 cases of Tribble Sweat for the hundred barrels. Asked if the torpedo was ...
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Thursday, July 22nd, 2004
Stardate oh, wait, that's pajama boy talk.
Received call from engineering. Running low on Mr. Zog's Sex Wax. I told Makani to make arrangements with that Ferengi on Deep Space 9 for a hundred barrels. That should be enough to last through a month of Praxis scale surfing. Incredible how much ...
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