As a ten-year-old boy in the late sci-fi 70's, Glen Larson's Battlestar Galactica was my first love. My friend Marc Andrews and I would pretend to be Apollo and Starbuck, blasting Cylons with whatever stick or toy we found suitable. My blonde hair more suited me for the role of Starbuck, while Mark's dark hair was, in my current mind, the spitting image of Apollo himself. The truth, however, was that I wanted nothing more than to blast Cylons to oblivion with Apollo at my side, and Adama leading us to a Glen Larson - promised land.

In the late 90's, I had every fan-boys dream job. I traveled to sci-fi conventions all over the world on the weekends, selling glorified posters with the actor's autographs on them. During the week, I was going to studios, offices, and homes of these actors for signings, and often participating in red-carpet events or visiting shows on set. Even though rubbing elbows with celebrities quickly became almost old-hat, I could hardly imagine my sci-fi fandom being fed more than this.

At a 1997 Dragon Con convention in Atlanta, I was setting up my booth in preparation for a long weekend, when Richard Hatch came in and set up an autograph table next to me. Richard played Apollo in the original Battlestar Galactica series, though the moment that I met him, I must admit that in my mind he was Richard Hatch as played by Apollo. Somehow, despite the brief hero-worship, the two of us hit it off and became pretty close friends for a time. Little did I know that this friendship would lead to the most surreal fan-boy moment that possibly has ever existed.

Richard and I were at the same convention in Denver, Colorado, and you haven't fully experienced fandom until you do a Denver convention. Over a dozen fans in full Klingon makeup and garb dancing to Y.M.C.A and Macarena will forever be one of my favorite con moments. The local Klingon fan club invited Richard and I to play laser-tag in a fandom free-for-all of sorts, and we all had a blast (puns always intended). The Klingons shared their costumes, and we took turns as good guys versus bad. Someone had even brought with them an original Battlestar Galactica series-style colonial warrior uniform.

I was in the moment, blasting aliens with my laser gun, when I looked to my right and there was Apollo! I know, you would say it was Richard Hatch in a costume along with some sort of geeked-out fandom-induced hallucinogenic fan-gasm, but DAMN YOU: HE was Apollo, and I was Starbuck! And THAT Klingon across that neon and black-light-infested dark room was the chrome-iest, hovering red-eyed Klingon that will ever exist.

Even though Richard and I had been close for a while, nothing prepared me for being ever-so-briefly possessed by my ten-year-old self, and completely overcome with child-like giddiness. I still get chills when I recall this story.

Several months later, Richard and I worked together, also with 1947 Entertainment's Andy Wolf, on a pitch trailer for Battlestar Galactica: The Second Coming, intended as a revival of the original series storyline. It was a pretty good pitch story with a great series vision if picked up. I had heard that Universal Studios didn't seem to budge and that was a bit of a brick wall, though I had no first-hand knowledge of what really happened here.

At the 1998 Star Trek Grand Slam convention in Pasadena I overheard Ron Moore talking about all the recent sci-fi remakes and asking what might be left to be remade; a truly laughable statement in hindsight with the current state of "reboots."

I interjected, and told Ron that the original Battlestar Galactica series was number one on television when it was ripped off the air for some God-only-knows reason, and that much of the story had yet to be written, leaving much room for creative development. I also noted how nearly impossible it would be to replace the late Lorne Green as Adama in any remake, along with a few other tips. Ron asked which studio owned it, and I directed him to Universal Studios. His interest was immediately apparent, and I knew this was the moment that would lead to the second coming of Galactica.

After Ron successfully launched the BSG reboot, I have had moments of doubt and regret for talking with him (I should have asked for a job), and for my friend Richard and what could have been, with his story which furthered the original series. While I would not have made the same decisions that Ron made with Starbuck, Boomer, and the Cylons, I truly enjoyed his version, up to that last episode. I was happy to see Richard get a great role in the reboot (Tom Zarek), where he could really show off his acting skills.

With a bit of that ten-year-old fanboy still inside me, I know that there are great Galactica stories still to be told, and I pray that when they are, creative minds like those of Glen Larson, Richard Hatch, and Ron Moore will be there to guide them.

And Ron, I got a few more ideas...