To fully appreciate this picture, see this epicly nerdy goodreads review of June 12th of this year. In which I admit that "I spent most of the early 90s camped out in the library reading Star Trek novels."
(To be literal about it, I'm camped out at Glacier National Park. August 93.)
This picture is awesome for way too many reasons (please note the bifocals), not least of which is that The Vulcan Academy Murders is one of those books I rescued from the store, as per the epic review above. I was sure I'd read it as a kid, and then my mom promptly provided the photographic evidence! She hadn't even heard tell of my Star Trek relapse or looked at the photos before she got here! Get out!
Well, at least I've come a long way in the last 15 years...