The Fourth of July, the Final Frontier
Two hours into Stardate 0704.09 (so sorry), and the die-hards are still putting the finishing touches on our street's entry in the annual neighborhood parade, for which everyone goes all-out days in advance till the final sprint into the wee small hours of the Fourth. What you see above is but a nearly completed piece of the from-scratch product, which is a wholly impressive Enterprise. (Seriously, that is one hell of a transporter room.)
See you Sunday-ish. Till then: Happy Birthday, America. Please drink responsibly, especially at Warp Factor Six. And don't forget the ears.
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