Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Captain's Log, Stardate: 100615

First Officer Spock and I have recently returned to our post on Planet Lake of Salt after an expedition to Planet Gelato XII. The weather was a force to be reckoned with, but Mr. Spock found it to his liking, as it was nearly as hot as Vulcan. Though Spock insisted that it was not necessary, we stopped many times for the delicious Gelato for which the planet is named. Our mission was to achieve the highest vantage point possible so as to carry out our observations of the planet, and 493 steps later, we accomplished our mission. I found myself quite depleted of enegry after such an expedition but Mr. Spock merely raised an eyebrow at me, not in the least bit winded himself. When we had fulfilled our duty, we boarded the Coco-Muff once more, heading out into the wide expanse of space.

Co-Captain Eleanor Bradford, Starship Coco-Muff

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Captain's Log, Stardate 10217

After an unforeseen need arose for Spock and I to travel to the Valley of the Sun, we crossed paths with a number of exotic species previously undiscovered by man or Vulcan. Spock, with the rippling pectorals of a true stud, vanquished the creatures in battle, forced them into submission, and trained them as mounts for his glorious visage.

The first creature has been classified as sandwormus minimus, or miniature Sandworm. Their full-sized counterparts are commonly found on Saturn. This is among the first of the smaller breed to be domesticated. We call him Steve.

The second creature was more vicious, but Spock triumphed nonetheless. Careful study led Spock to believe it an extremely rare murlocus sapien, or Murloc. These barbaric creatures are often slaughtered so that travelers may search through their nonexistent pockets for Brutal Warhammers of Eternal Darkness. They are found most predominantly by lakeside or sea shore. (And World of Warcraft.) Spock has dubbed this creature Dorsey.

While this trip has raised our spirits somewhat, we remain in a constant state of longing for Captain Bradford and Spock. (Spock will not admit to missing his twin, but one may see the grief in his eyes.)

Live long and prosper!

Captain Brigitte Lovell of the Starship Coco-Muff

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Captain's Log, Stardate: 100216

Our beloved first mate and I have landed on Planet Deutchland, and the experience has been quite magnificent. That is, aside from our living quarters, which are overpopulared by porcelain figures of questionable workmanship. Spock, of course, says that adornments of this kind are uneccesary and illiogical, and frankly, I must agree. Recently, we were assigned to visit the planet Escargot IV, where Mr. Spock would be conducting a series of scientific testing. He found it quite difficult to carry out his experiments, however, as the local inhabitants were constantly swarming him and making obscene comments about his ripling abdominals. I am glad to be back at our post, where I can catch up on sleep and relax, though Spock insists that he doesn't need it. But whether he admits it or not, he misses the rest of our Coco-Muff crew as much as I do.

Co-Captain Eleanor Bradford, Starship Coco-Muff