Right.  I'm leaving this as a note for my future self.

Dear Future Self,

Don't watch that one episode of "Criminal Minds" with Anton Yelchin in it.  If the twelve-minute fanclip that had all of the not-Anton-related bits edited out turned you into a puddle of heartsick sobbing goo, imagine what might happen if you see those clips in context.  I know you're tempted to because I'm tempted, and you and I are very much alike.  Just don't.

Because seriously.  You do not need a one-episode character who's essentially a more tormented and better-acted version of Justin in your life.

Love,
Me (and you)


Good god, what would Murder by Numbers have been like if Anton Yelchin had played Justin?  I mean, in a world where the kid wasn't twelve and on Nickelodeon at the time.  Unless Justin was a child genius.  Actually, this could work.

No, no.  No, it's wouldn't work.  Stop it.

Now I am never going to think about Nathan Harris, who happens to push all of my fictional-people-empathy buttons (including Anton Yelchin's Face, Conflicted Psychopath, Suicidal, Small and Fragile, Quiet Voice, Sweater Is Too Big, Giant Puppy Eyes, and Save Me From Myself) again and focus on the light-up talking space portal Guardian and McCoy's torment.

...Oh, Spock.  I love your nonchalance when the universe alters itself because McCoy went back in time in a fit of madness, thus leaving you stranded in both space and time.  And your dialogue, friends.

"It was called a depression.  Circa 1930.  Quite barbaric."
"We seem... to be costumed... a little out of step withthetime."
"I am afraid I am going to be difficult to explain in any case, Captain."
"Well, Mr. Spock... if we can't disguise you, we'll find some way of... explainingyou."
"That should prove interesting."