OH CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN Whil

Whil Weaton, of Star Trek infamy, keeps a journal, and he keeps it well. One of his latest entries follows him en route to Las Vegas and he writes: The flight isn’t long enough, and you look lame when tears roll down your face while listening to “Running To Stand Still” on an plane. Do read on for the ‘William effing Shatner’ comment. Priceless.