I had long hair during the TNG days, and somewhere in my childhood home, there’s a bathroom drawer or cabinet full of the same kind they used for Geordi’s visor, and similarly painful plastic headbands. I know there’s also a Polaroid or two somewhere of me and a cousin holding them up to our faces, running around saving the Enterprise that was the basement. If I’d only known to bring them around me throughout life, for that nostalgia hit…