Yeoman's Log Stardate 41252.7

Hi all, Yeoman Phil here. After completing my daily duties, mainly cleaning the ship's rec room and wiping down the weepy gel packs in cargo bay 19, I spent a little "me time" on the library computer. After I finished reading the um-teenth entry about the Enterprise D saving the galaxy, boorrrrrinnng!, I decided enough was enough. I needed a diversion.

I waited until 3rd shift, lured Counselor Troi off the bridge with a hot fudge sundae and took control of the ship. Plotting my course, I threw the Enterprise into high warp and did a slingshot around the closest sun. Shortly after several weird hallucinations of a giant whale and a naked guy jumping in a pool over and over again, I realized I had traveled back in time to the early 21st century. Parking the ship in a stationary orbit behind the Earth's moon, I started receiving strange transmissions over subspace. I found myself mesmerized by images of cats playing pianos, a dirty human child who apparently likes turtles, and many common daily scenarios of people who seem very familiar...

In fact, It seems I've torn a hole in the space/time continuum. I'm receiving comm signals from the 21st, 23rd, and 24th centuries. If Captain Picard finds out, he'll rip me a new hole in my space/time continuum.

First off, Here's a signal I received from the Enterprise A. I'm still trying to decipher the message.

Here's another transmission I found from the 21st century. It's seems there's someone in that time period who looks just like Captain Kirk. He apparently loves pudding.

Lastly, I found an interesting transmission of Captain Picard dancing and singing around the bridge like a dandy. Wait 'tll the boys in waste reclamation see this. Maybe they'll finally stop making fun of my man-skirt.

That's it for now, security teams are trying to pry open the turbolift doors. I'll be hiding in jefferies tube 31A if anyone needs me.

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