I'm an arrogant guy who flies a big starship around the galaxy. There is always some scantily clad pretty woman or another who will fall in love with me when I come by her planet, but usually after all the action is over I dump her and go fly off on my ship again. By the way, it is, as I made clear in season one, episode three, a she. Oh yeah, I've also got a couple dozen redshirts stuck up here with me, and since neither me nor Spock nor McCoy can die, I have to kill all of them off instead when any weird clouds come floating out of fake-looking foam rocks (they usually come miraculously back to life a couple episodes later anyway, and then I have to go and kill them again).