All right, folks, here it is. The hard, ugly truth.
I’m a nerd.
I know, I know. Please, hold the weeping and – is that a camera? Put it away, I tell you, put it away! And no screencaps, either! Ahem. Let me explain.
I was not always a nerd. I’ve heard it said that you cannot kill what already has no life, and I can assure you, this is not my case. I DO have a life. It just happens to be more exciting than yours (because I’m a nerd).
Being a nerd came upon me suddenly and irrevocably, and I can’t quite figure out when it happened.
Maybe it was when I first became interested in computers and decided to find all the shortcuts to world domination.
Maybe it was when I saw Star Trek, decided Spock should rule the world, and went around making Vulcan live long and prosper signs at everybody.
Maybe it was when I saw my first episode of BBC Robin Hood and couldn’t quit speaking with a Cockney accent (I’m not bein’ funny, I’m quite good at it).
Maybe it was when I read my first Marvel encyclopedia and became an expert on the heroes and villains of the comic book world (Marvel rules, DC. Get over it).
Maybe it was when I saw my first episode of Doctor Who. I think the seeds of nerd-dom had been planted before this, but if my nerdiness was a sprout beforehand, Doctor Who gave it water, fertilizer, and fairydust. I wear a TARDIS scarf with pride. I use phrases like “Allons-y!” and “Bowties are Cool” with regularity. I’ve never looked at Van Gogh, Shakespeare, screwdrivers, police boxes, duck ponds, bowties, Converse, stone statues, or those little cross-out marks the same way again.
Maybe it was when I saw my first Sherlock and fell totally in love with a psychopathic genius and his favorite blogger, started calling apartments ‘flats,’ yelled “BORED!” whenever I was, um, bored, and started saying things like “But it’s the SOLAR system!” or “There’s NOTHING wrong with me,” or “Not my division!” at every possible opportunity.
Whatever it was that clicked in my brain, I, ladies and gentlemen, stepped off the cliff.
I became a nerd.
And do you know what?
P. S. I’m going to be gone over the weekend, so lots of love to you all, leave lots of comments for me to read, and I’ll share some stories with you when I get back!