Stardate 991012.1432:  This is Captain James T. Kenobi of the Starship Boobyprize. I am stuck in a kind of ...menagerie from which I cannot escape. My cellmate is a strange old hippie who calls himself "Quite Gone" with Gin. I can only assume he is dead drunk.  There is a strange frog-lizard type lifeform speaking like a Rastafarian. I am assuming that this is Quite Gone's source for the mind altering substances which he has ingested.

Stardate 991012.1500:  The strange lizard is screaming and flailing its arms in our close confinement. I must assume that he has been kept prisoner for a very long time indeed. The hippie has administered a variation of the Vulcan nerve pinch to the frantic lizard, so I must wait to retrieve information from the creature. The demeanor of  "Quite Gone," as he calls himself, suggests that he is under the influence of hypnotic or depressant drugs. I hesitate to engage him in conversation before I have determined his state of mind.

Stardate 991012.1650: "Quite-Gone" has just addressed me as "Padawan." I must assume that I bear a strong resemblance to someone he is acquainted with by the name of  "Padawan." What followed the address was strange indeed. He admonished me to "use the Force" and asked why I was so agitated. He may be catching on to the fact that I am NOT the one he knows as "Padawan." I am wary of his suggestion of "using the Force," as I believe it might be a metaphor for the use of the drugs he is so obviously under the influence of. Will assess and report back later. Kenobi out.

Will continue for a three hour tour or five year mission or we'll be done with it a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...