Sweet doxies and dells

WORF: Sensors beginning to pick up small objects, sir. PICARD: On screen. RIKER: Doesn't look natural. PICARD: Agreed. Enlarge and identify. WORF: It looks like debris from a space vessel of some kind. RIKER: It could be one of those ships that was orbiting Dytallix. LA FORGE: We are in close proximity to that planet. PICARD: Identify marks Mr. Worf. WORF: Nothing so far. Sensors not detecting any bodies in the flotsam. But from the amount of the wreckage, I'm sorry sir, it can only be the Horatio. From the looks of it she's been totally destroyed.

For it to go further than the classroom, most of all a commissioning publisher must be convinced and take ownership of the big idea: and it could be at this point it will start to be pulled back and forwards by the publisher's search for the 'biting point' between innovation and conservatism suggested above.

Door chowkats shall be with or without wooden sills as ordered.