Less than 48 hours until the big days. SO NERVOUS/EXCITED. However, I'm not feeling frantic. I spent last weekend being so edgy and crazy that I think I'm plumb out of panic, and have moved into a resigned (though I prefer to call it relaxed) state of mind. So that's good, right?

Last night we watched some episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation while I cut chain, glued feathers and charms onto vintage plastic hair combs, and ate a chocolate bunny left over from Easter. Multitasking?

Spock Fever!

Well, it's official. I have a crush. And the fact of the matter is that it's not on my committed life partner of the last four years, or on any human being at all. It's on a humanoid. A Vulcan, in fact. That's right, ladies and gentlemen: I've got Spock Fever.

Zachary Quinto's performance in the ass-kicking new Star Trek movie is nothing short of the sexiest characterization of a half human/half alien since...well, ever. And I'm not alone. Ladies and gents across the globe are declaring their devotion to New Spock with a fervor. Check out these articles by my friend Laureen featuring some Vulcan-wooing aids. How to get Spock drunk , and an appropriate boudoir once you've succeeded.

What is it that we love about New Spock? The potential of raging emotions beneath his somber exterior? Or is it the just the well-groomed hair? Or are you more of a J.T. Kirk fan? Dr. Bones? Spill it, friends!

And if you haven't yet seen Star Trek, please do. It is pure, glorious entertainment for entertainment's sake, and I'm pretty sure someone on deck will give you that tingly feeling.