Going Japanese, I think I'm going Japanese, I really think so

It's possible that there may exist just a tiny bit of sci(hypen)fi out there that I like. But don't tell my husband. (By the way, as a protest to my dying keyboard, I'm spelling the missing keys in parenthesis. Or dropping them completely. I realize this makes the protest nonsensical because my keyboard feels nothing and readers suffer, but I have to register my complaint in some form or fashion.)
Back to sci(hyphen)fi. My husband loves it. He likes Star Trek in all its carnations, Battlestar Gallactica (although I don't think he watches this one as much anymore), the one with McGuiver (now saving the world through hypertechnology rather than gum). And I've found that (oy, can I say it?), sometimes I might possibly tolerate Star Trek: Enterprise. Not the others at all, mind you. But Enterprise. Interesting plots, and I like the characters. I first got into scifi through a show called Eureka on the SciFi channel. I like it because the characters are quirky, and you've got a non(hyphen)genius as the sheriff who is just as confused as I am throughout the show. (By the way, new episodes coming in July.)
A couple of the Misfits are scifi/horror. Now horror would be too much because I suffer from nightmares as it is (last night's thanks to Ang (hypen) she'll know what I'm talking about). And I like what these Misfits write. And I remember liking Brave New World and the like in high school.
Here's what I'm discovering: scifi's are stories. Many components use futuristic or such aspects, but they're still stories. I don't like them if they completely depend on hightech future stuff. But stories are stories, and I always love stories. Heck, one of the novels I want to write someday may even be construed as scifi.
Luke, I am your father. But don't tell anyone.