Beyond The Looking Glass

I believe in other dimensions and alternate realities. I don’t understand all the science behind it, but I don’t have to; even though there is science that supports the theory, it is one of those matters of faith..I don’t question, I just believe. 

 

Jamie and I had a good weekend. It had its hiccups but, all in all, it was a real winner.

 

He took Friday off from work and we had our first date since our son was born last October. We went to the cinema, and it’s the first time I’ve been to the movies since I was pregnant with our daughter who is now nearly two years old. So, it’s been a while. We grabbed coffee and a bite to eat in town. We made doe eyes at each other across the table and, then, it was off to the pictures, where we had the whole theatre to ourselves! We could have been naughty, and thus we were a bit conflicted, but actually paying attention to the new Star Trek film won out in the end.

 

We both enjoyed the whole date so much that we immediately made plans to repeat it, complete with a second helping of Star Trek. We decided that, if Jamie’s mum felt like watching both the babies again, we’d go for a repeat performance on Sunday. She was, so we had a plan.

 

In between we had our ups and downs. Friday night was an up, indulging in the naughtiness that we forwent in the cinema, and giving us a perfect ending to a perfect day. Saturday was a bit of a downer…although, looking back on it now, I can’t really remember why…perhaps our Warrick-induced sleep deprivation was getting the better of both of us that day. We resolved that Sunday would be better. And so…

 

Somewhere in the Multiverse a man named Jamie and his soul mate Autumn were picked up by the man’s mother, along with their kids, and driven to the bus stop where Jamie and Autumn got out and Nan and the kids went on their way. The Alternate Jamie and the Alternate Autumn then proceeded into town and went straight to the cinema because the Alternate Jamie had checked the times before leaving their house – just to make sure – and found out that they changed the showings from Friday (even though the cinema website had said, on Friday, that all showing times were set for Friday through Thursday). And, thus, the couple made their film, which was crowded this time and, therefore, there was not even the possibility of naughtiness, but that was ok because they knew what would happen later. They enjoyed the flick a second time, catching dialog they missed previously, then they went for their coffee and nibbles, having plenty of time to catch the bus and get back to the kids by early evening.

 

Ah, great day. However, it wasn’t ours.

 

Where that Alternate Jamie checked the times, my Jamie did not (understandably convinced that the website had not lied to him on Friday…ah, we are so trusting sometimes, aren’t we?) and so, after going into town and grabbing a burger before heading to the cinema to buy tickets, we missed the first showing of the film. Jamie was pissed off with himself. We debated whether to just go home. We went to get a coffee and discuss options. I was game with whatever he wanted to do. We both realised that the important thing here was that we were getting time together, no matter what it was we were doing. At last we decided, if Jamie’s mum was willing (and, she was), we’d go ahead and chance our son going so long without me nursing him (he’s on solids now so he can go longer at a time anyway), and we’d hang around town and see the later showing of Star Trek.

 

We had lots of time to kill, and not much money. We walked around and looked in shops until I got too exhausted to stand up or walk anymore. Jamie used the points on his Waterstone’s (bookstore) card to get me a book (I chose Neil Gaiman’s Coraline), and he picked himself up a book of Sudoku puzzles and we went back to the café to sit and wait. I easily sped through three chapters of Coraline (quickly enchanted and enthralled by the tale), Jamie Sudokued; we were together, that’s all that mattered. In between lines of story, blocks of numbers, and sips of coffee, we made doe eyes at each other and touched each others’ hands.

 

When the coffee shop closed we made our way to the cinema and waited the remaining time before the movie began in the theatre itself.

 

 And, thus, we made our film, which was crowded this time and, therefore, there was not even the possibility of naughtiness, but that was ok because we knew what would happen later. We enjoyed the flick a second time, catching dialog we missed previously, and then we called Jamie’s mum to pick us up (kids in tow) because now there were no more busses running to take us back home.

 

The moral(s) of this story:

 

1.) The new Star Trek film is good. Yes, they mess with the space-time continuum (and, therefore, history), but that’s nothing new for the Star Trek Universe/Multiverse, is it? While some things are hard to be explained away, I am satisfied with the “all things are possible in an alternate reality and once you mess with time-travel” excuse. Leonard Nimoy was great, per usual. And, I liked Zachary Quinto, as well; he impressed me…and, that was going to take a lot to do, because he not only had Leonard Nimoy’s performance as Spock to live up to, he had Leonard Nimoy RIGHT THERE in comparison. He did a good job; I believed his Spock.

 

With the changes in history, Spock will end up being a different person altogether and, therefore, there is plausibility to the romance angle that was portrayed in the story… although, I have to feel a bit sorry for ol’ nurse Chapel (played by the late, great Majel Barrett), for it was she who, in the original series of Star Trek, was in love with Spock and never could get him to give in to his emotions for her).

 

2.) Make sure you check/double check movie times!

 

3.) Most importantly, make the most of the dimension and time you find yourself in…because, we haven’t discovered the technology yet that will let us cross dimensions or take us back in time; we only have the one shot in the right here where we are.

 

Lean On Me

 

All things are possible…