Alright, #funaday2025 is over, the crowd weeps and gnashes its teeth, cursing a god who could ever allow such festivities to end! But in the shadow of such an epoch, I'd love to reflect on all the shtuff I cooked up before moving on.
The first few days were committed to digital paper beneath the spectre of some horrible bug, but I think I should blame ignorance more than anything. I'm no Star Trek pro and have interacted with very little Trek media, so the Q and Deanna Troi were just off the 1/