Friday
Large "Hardon" Collider
Thanks to one of my FAV newsletters from Geeks are Sexy I got this chuckle this morning. This is a letter sent the the Institute of Physics.
Wednesday
Guest Blogger Brett ~ I Am a Movie Geek
In future posts I’m going to talk about my life as a movie geek, the screenings I attend, people I’ve met, my ridiculous DVD collection, hopefully it will be entertaining. To start I think it would be good to go back to the beginning and examine what started me on this road.
(imagine one of those cool flash back visuals right here)
Summer 1977 my father takes me to the Grauman’s Chinese theater in Hollywood to see some space movie. I knew something was coming out, I’d seen a commercial with a big hair bigfoot, flying a spaceship, but I was really into Space 1999 and Star Trek so I thought I had my fill of scifi. We sat on the left side of the theater about six rows back from the screen and I think it was a Thursday about one in the afternoon. I was amazed by the theater it was the biggest I’d ever seen and lets face it at nine I’d seen it all. I asked my father “how they painted the ceiling.” He said “they probably had R2D2 do it.” “What’s a R2D2?” The lights went down and after the 20th Century Fox logo and the cryptic “A Long Time Ago, in a Galaxy Far, Far Away” my life changed forever. I ended up seeing Star Wars over a hundred times between the summer of 77 and when it was re-released in 78.
It was followed by Superman the next summer, and several more in the years to follow, it became an event. If you wanted to see the film opening weekend you camped out at your local theater, after all there were no multiplex’s back then. I miss that when you camped out the line was full of like minded people. I remember lining up one early morning in 1982 for Star Trek II the Wrath of Kahn. Me and my father got there at 8am for a 1pm show and there was already twenty or so people in line. We all talked about Star Trek, one guy was going to run to Carl’s Jr. for some breakfast, he ended up taking everyone’s order and bringing back food for everyone.
I really miss that part, now you can order your tickets and in the case of the Arclight reserve your seat so no waiting is necessary. Funny thing is you end up in a theater full of people you’ve probably talked to, or flamed on some forum over which Star Wars or Star Trek film is the best (Empire Strikes Back, and Wrath of Kahn incase you wondered) but never met in person.
By the time I got to high school I had the means to get myself to the movies and I caught everything 82 to about 85 were the best years, so many good films some got lost in the mix. Innerspace, Explorers, Goonies, The Last Starfighter, Conan the Barbarian, Beastmaster, Ghostbusters, Buckaroo Banzai, The Sword and the Sorcerer, and I could go on and on.
Now that I’m an adult (age wise anyway) I’m happy to see movie geeks my age take their kids to see the geek films or modern classics, continuing the line so to speak. I like to imagine that this tradition has been around since the advent of film, that Chaplin, Lloyd, Keaton, the Marx Brothers, were all passed down through families, I hope there are others that snicker every Christmas when they hear the name Santa Clause and think “You can’t fool me, there ain’t no sanity clause.”
There’s this fear in Hollywood today that the internet, DVD/Blue Ray, and On Demand will kill the movie going experience. I know that could never happen because there is no comparison to the theater experience. For movie geeks it will always be a shared experience. Late last year I attended a screening of The Last Starfighter at the Aero Theater in Santa Monica California, It’s been on TV countless times, there’s now two versions on DVD, yet it was sold out, a 24 year old movie still packed the house. Why? Because we all wanted to share in the fun of seeing it on the big screen. So don’t worry Hollywood, as long as you give us a good product we’ll always show up.
So if any of this feels familiar, then you’re one of us… “ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!” And don’t worry you’re in good company, it’s been my experience that most movie geeks are intelligent, funny, good looking, all around great people. So keep an eye out for that movie you love so much, chances are you’re not alone and it’s screening somewhere.
Our guest blogger today is Brett, a single geek from California. He is a self proclaimed hard core movie geek and will be reporting on all things film as well as some other random stuff whenever the mood strikes him. If you'd like to connect with him his SOG username is TeamBanzai.
Tuesday
As of Midnight our CNN iReport hit 27,000 views. WooT!
Also...I must say...when in my lifetime will I ever again share headline news with Steve Jobs. See the little headline that says "Geeks ReJoice"? That's me...that's my iReport. I'm so proud. If I shared internet space with the Woz I would have crapped a brick. But Jobs??? Holy Nerd Nirvana. This is a big day for us here at SOG. All because we acted like idiots with a Darth Vader Helmet. Oh Geek Pride Day....how I love thee.
Happy International Geek Pride Day!
SweetonGeeks is spreading the Geek Pride one Sith Lord at a time!
May 25th is International Geek Pride Day. It's the high holiday for the geeks and nerds to celebrate all that we are ...and are not. It falls on the sacred anniversary of the original release of Star Wars. Naturally.
The Geek Pride Manifesto states:
It is our right to
~ not leave the house
~ to be out of style, overweight or have poor eyesight
~ to dislike sports
It is a our responsibility to
~ seek world domination
~ befriend anyone who looks like a sci-fi character
~ to attend opening nights or geeky movies in costume
Just to name a few.
SweetonGeeks is on a mission to spread the Geek Pride!
Hug the nearest geek to you and thank them for inventing....well...everything.
May 25th is International Geek Pride Day. It's the high holiday for the geeks and nerds to celebrate all that we are ...and are not. It falls on the sacred anniversary of the original release of Star Wars. Naturally.
The Geek Pride Manifesto states:
It is our right to
~ not leave the house
~ to be out of style, overweight or have poor eyesight
~ to dislike sports
It is a our responsibility to
~ seek world domination
~ befriend anyone who looks like a sci-fi character
~ to attend opening nights or geeky movies in costume
Just to name a few.
SweetonGeeks is on a mission to spread the Geek Pride!
Hug the nearest geek to you and thank them for inventing....well...everything.
A Geek Tragedy
These poor geeks may be separated for life. If only they had known about SweetonGeeks. Woe to the Geek Republic.
Friday
Cosplay and Furry Goodness @ Limebarb
About Limebarb ~ Huzzah for another female humanoid owned small geek biz!
Limebarb.com is owned and operated by Barb Staples. Barb is the head seamstress, creator, pattern drafter, web designer, and clothing designer. She is also an able wig stylist and prop maker. Barb went to Columbia College for fashion design. She has been a professional seamstress since 2002 years now, making thousands of various cosplay and fashion costumes.
Barb eats, sleeps and dreams costumes and is known for her whimsical and highly detailed original designs and she is highly inspired by period costumes, animals, and nature. She loves peanut butter.
Current obsession: singing the goldfish song to annoying her co-workers.
Thursday
Origins of Nerd
Dr. Suess coined the word "nerd."
The term originated in the 1950 book "If I Ran the Zoo". From the book:
"And then, just to show them, I'll sail to Ka-Troo. And Bring Back an IT-KUTCH, a PREEP and a PROO, a NERKLE, a NERD, and a SEERSUCKER, too!"
The term originated in the 1950 book "If I Ran the Zoo". From the book:
"And then, just to show them, I'll sail to Ka-Troo. And Bring Back an IT-KUTCH, a PREEP and a PROO, a NERKLE, a NERD, and a SEERSUCKER, too!"
For the most in depth discussion on the origins of "nerd" I've read, to date, check out Eldacur.com.
Wednesday
Tuesday
What Geek Girl Wouldn't Want These?
I have to agree with Bit Rebel writer Diana Adams that the shoes make me drool a bit. Clunky 1940's heels ( my fav) made out of the gorgeous innards of computers! I, too, would kill to have a pair on display in my office.
The Dragonfly was equally gorgeous. The eyeballs are amazing.
Tuesday
Geek Love Stories ~ I Used To Be Cool by Nicole Bremer Nash
The Geek Love Project:
We here at SOG have invited some creative and wonderful geek couples to guest blog and share their stories. Today we feature Nicole and her "Home Geek". They did not meet on our site but they still generously share their story of geek love.
I Used To Be Cool ~ By Nicole Bremer Nash
I love the bumper sticker that reads “I used to be cool” I’ve only ever seen it plastered on mini vans, indicating that the person driving said
Sienna used to have a hip life before she had children. Weekends full of illicit drugs and alcohol and strangers. Late nights used to have a different meaning before the driver had children.
For me, “I used to be cool” goes farther back than when I had my son. Though I’m certain many will beg to differ this point, my coolness waned when I fell in love with a Geek.
A long time ago, I used to be cool. I used to ride in the front seat of boys’ cars, and have fun dates that lasted into the wee hours of the night. I had a reputation for being brainy and bossomy and fun. In essence, I was cool.
Only, I wasn’t really. I didn’t hang with the “cool” kids… I was artistic and weird. I remember the first time I spent the night with a boy. We had a special Dungeons and Dragons event with our D & D group and had to get special permission from our parents to spend the night and stay up so that we could go on an epic quest. The only kissing that occurred that night involved the poisoned lips of my D&D rogue, taking out the competition in a popular pub in Barovia. I’ve never been good at role playing, but a few of my Facebook friends will remember that D&D game, and will likely admit that we thought we were cool at the time.
Even before that, I remember thinking that I was too cool for Geek guys. A Geeky kid asked me to a school dance, and I remember laughing about it to my Mom. I shuddered at the thought that I was so uncool that the class Geek would think he even stood a chance. My Mother admonished me for laughing. She told me not to ignore the Geek guys because those Geek guys would grow up to be far more interesting and successful than any of the cool boys that I was so smitten with.
Fast forward several years, and it turns out my Mom was right. I met my “home-Geek”; I refer to him as my home-Geek on a regular basis because it’s a take-off on the term “home-boy”. That proves how cool I used to be (doesn’t it?). I used to have home-boys; now the boys in my home jump on the furniture and refuse to eat green vegetables.
So I met this Geek guy and try as I did I just couldn’t tear my cool self away from the relationship. He was funny, and brilliant, and he introduced me to the wonders of video games, and he taught me how to use a computer in a way that is not fully dependant on Microsoft or Apple. I fell in Geek love, and was totally converted to the Geek way of life.
These days, I’m almost as Geeky as my Geek husband. I follow developments in open source software, and write about Geek culture. I regularly have more opinions on software giants than does my home-Geek. He still plays more video games than I do, but I do not mourn my Warcraft widowhood. I take advantage of the time to myself. It strikes me that Geeks tend to be more into their hobbies than other people I know. When those people ask me the secret to our marital bliss, I tell them that we both have hobbies and we allow each other the space to enjoy them. I appreciate that home-Geek has hobbies to occupy his time, and that he allows me to do the same.
My favorite thing about my home-Geek is that he is interesting. He listens to the news, he reads, he occasionally makes sculpted figurines of WoW and D&D characters. Together, we have educated ourselves on how to handle a zombie-apocalypse and stand a pretty good chance of survival. He introduced me to the wonders of Bruce Campbell’s chin, and he regularly corrects my inaccurate knowledge of Star Wars. His love for knowledge and fun extends into his parenting, and he educates our child with every conversation. From the political positioning in Star Wars to home chemistry experiments, home-Geek keeps us learning.
Falling head over heels in love with a Geek is the best thing that ever happened to me. I imagine that without his Geeky influence, I might have still been caught up in cool. That instead of having a partner who encourages me in my endeavors, no matter how Geeky, I would have ended up with somebody who acted as a constant judge of my interests. Turns out, my Mom was right. My Geek guy is way more interesting and successful (not just career-wise, but in living a full life), than any of the cool boys I was smitten with turned out to be. My life used to be cool; but thanks to my home-Geek, now my life is full.
About Nicole Bremer Nash
Nicole Bremer Nash is a writer of no particular genre, a crafter of no particular craft, and strives to live an interesting life from her home in Kentucky. You can find her on Facebook and Twitter through her company, Divine Writes, LLC. You can also follow along with her book of life on The Flaming Maiden blog, where Nicole regularly proves that she was never really very cool in the first place.
We here at SOG have invited some creative and wonderful geek couples to guest blog and share their stories. Today we feature Nicole and her "Home Geek". They did not meet on our site but they still generously share their story of geek love.
I love the bumper sticker that reads “I used to be cool” I’ve only ever seen it plastered on mini vans, indicating that the person driving said
Sienna used to have a hip life before she had children. Weekends full of illicit drugs and alcohol and strangers. Late nights used to have a different meaning before the driver had children.
For me, “I used to be cool” goes farther back than when I had my son. Though I’m certain many will beg to differ this point, my coolness waned when I fell in love with a Geek.
A long time ago, I used to be cool. I used to ride in the front seat of boys’ cars, and have fun dates that lasted into the wee hours of the night. I had a reputation for being brainy and bossomy and fun. In essence, I was cool.
Only, I wasn’t really. I didn’t hang with the “cool” kids… I was artistic and weird. I remember the first time I spent the night with a boy. We had a special Dungeons and Dragons event with our D & D group and had to get special permission from our parents to spend the night and stay up so that we could go on an epic quest. The only kissing that occurred that night involved the poisoned lips of my D&D rogue, taking out the competition in a popular pub in Barovia. I’ve never been good at role playing, but a few of my Facebook friends will remember that D&D game, and will likely admit that we thought we were cool at the time.
Even before that, I remember thinking that I was too cool for Geek guys. A Geeky kid asked me to a school dance, and I remember laughing about it to my Mom. I shuddered at the thought that I was so uncool that the class Geek would think he even stood a chance. My Mother admonished me for laughing. She told me not to ignore the Geek guys because those Geek guys would grow up to be far more interesting and successful than any of the cool boys that I was so smitten with.
Fast forward several years, and it turns out my Mom was right. I met my “home-Geek”; I refer to him as my home-Geek on a regular basis because it’s a take-off on the term “home-boy”. That proves how cool I used to be (doesn’t it?). I used to have home-boys; now the boys in my home jump on the furniture and refuse to eat green vegetables.
So I met this Geek guy and try as I did I just couldn’t tear my cool self away from the relationship. He was funny, and brilliant, and he introduced me to the wonders of video games, and he taught me how to use a computer in a way that is not fully dependant on Microsoft or Apple. I fell in Geek love, and was totally converted to the Geek way of life.
These days, I’m almost as Geeky as my Geek husband. I follow developments in open source software, and write about Geek culture. I regularly have more opinions on software giants than does my home-Geek. He still plays more video games than I do, but I do not mourn my Warcraft widowhood. I take advantage of the time to myself. It strikes me that Geeks tend to be more into their hobbies than other people I know. When those people ask me the secret to our marital bliss, I tell them that we both have hobbies and we allow each other the space to enjoy them. I appreciate that home-Geek has hobbies to occupy his time, and that he allows me to do the same.
My favorite thing about my home-Geek is that he is interesting. He listens to the news, he reads, he occasionally makes sculpted figurines of WoW and D&D characters. Together, we have educated ourselves on how to handle a zombie-apocalypse and stand a pretty good chance of survival. He introduced me to the wonders of Bruce Campbell’s chin, and he regularly corrects my inaccurate knowledge of Star Wars. His love for knowledge and fun extends into his parenting, and he educates our child with every conversation. From the political positioning in Star Wars to home chemistry experiments, home-Geek keeps us learning.
Falling head over heels in love with a Geek is the best thing that ever happened to me. I imagine that without his Geeky influence, I might have still been caught up in cool. That instead of having a partner who encourages me in my endeavors, no matter how Geeky, I would have ended up with somebody who acted as a constant judge of my interests. Turns out, my Mom was right. My Geek guy is way more interesting and successful (not just career-wise, but in living a full life), than any of the cool boys I was smitten with turned out to be. My life used to be cool; but thanks to my home-Geek, now my life is full.
About Nicole Bremer Nash
Nicole Bremer Nash is a writer of no particular genre, a crafter of no particular craft, and strives to live an interesting life from her home in Kentucky. You can find her on Facebook and Twitter through her company, Divine Writes, LLC. You can also follow along with her book of life on The Flaming Maiden blog, where Nicole regularly proves that she was never really very cool in the first place.
I love the bumper sticker that reads “I used to be cool” I’ve only ever seen it plastered on mini vans, indicating that the person driving said Sienna used to have a hip life before she had children. Weekends full of illicit drugs and alcohol and strangers. Late nights used to have a different meaning before the driver had children.
For me, “I used to be cool” goes farther back than when I had my son. Though I’m certain many will beg to differ this point, my coolness waned when I fell in love with a Geek.
A long time ago, I used to be cool. I used to ride in the front seat of boys’ cars, and have fun dates that lasted into the wee hours of the night. I had a reputation for being brainy and bossomy and fun. In essence, I was cool.
Only, I wasn’t really. I didn’t hang with the “cool” kids… I was artistic and weird. I remember the first time I spent the night with a boy. We had a special Dungeons and Dragons event with our D & D group and had to get special permission from our parents to spend the night and stay up so that we could go on an epic quest. The only kissing that occurred that night involved the poisoned lips of my D&D rogue, taking out the competition in a popular pub in Barovia. I’ve never been good at role playing, but a few of my Facebook friends will remember that D&D game, and will likely admit that we thought we were cool at the time.
Even before that, I remember thinking that I was too cool for Geek guys. A Geeky kid asked me to a school dance, and I remember laughing about it to my Mom. I shuddered at the thought that I was so uncool that the class Geek would think he even stood a chance. My Mother admonished me for laughing. She told me not to ignore the Geek guys because those Geek guys would grow up to be far more interesting and successful than any of the cool boys that I was so smitten with.
Fast forward several years, and it turns out my Mom was right. I met my “home-Geek”; I refer to him as my home-Geek on a regular basis because it’s a take-off on the term “home-boy”. That proves how cool I used to be (doesn’t it?). I used to have home-boys; now the boys in my home jump on the furniture and refuse to eat green vegetables.
So I met this Geek guy and try as I did I just couldn’t tear my cool self away from the relationship. He was funny, and brilliant, and he introduced me to the wonders of video games, and he taught me how to use a computer in a way that is not fully dependant on Microsoft or Apple. I fell in Geek love, and was totally converted to the Geek way of life.
These days, I’m almost as Geeky as my Geek husband. I follow developments in open source software, and write about Geek culture. I regularly have more opinions on software giants than does my home-Geek. He still plays more video games than I do, but I do not mourn my Warcraft widowhood. I take advantage of the time to myself. It strikes me that Geeks tend to be more into their hobbies than other people I know. When those people ask me the secret to our marital bliss, I tell them that we both have hobbies and we allow each other the space to enjoy them. I appreciate that home-Geek has hobbies to occupy his time, and that he allows me to do the same.
My favorite thing about my home-Geek is that he is interesting. He listens to the news, he reads, he occasionally makes sculpted figurines of WoW and D&D characters. Together, we have educated ourselves on how to handle a zombie-apocalypse and stand a pretty good chance of survival. He introduced me to the wonders of Bruce Campbell’s chin, and he regularly corrects my inaccurate knowledge of Star Wars. His love for knowledge and fun extends into his parenting, and he educates our child with every conversation. From the political positioning in Star Wars to home chemistry experiments, home-Geek keeps us learning.
Falling head over heels in love with a Geek is the best thing that ever happened to me. I imagine that without his Geeky influence, I might have still been caught up in cool. That instead of having a partner who encourages me in my endeavors, no matter how Geeky, I would have ended up with somebody who acted as a constant judge of my interests. Turns out, my Mom was right. My Geek guy is way more interesting and successful (not just career-wise, but in living a full life), than any of the cool boys I was smitten with turned out to be. My life used to be cool; but thanks to my home-Geek, now my life is full.
About Nicole Bremer Nash
Nicole Bremer Nash is a writer of no particular genre, a crafter of no particular craft, and strives to live an interesting life from her home in Kentucky. You can find her on Facebook and Twitter through her company, Divine Writes, LLC. You can also follow along with her book of life on The Flaming Maiden blog, where Nicole regularly proves that she was never really very cool in the first place.
Saturday
In the Mountains With Sketchy WiFi , no 3G and a new iPad
This is geek hell.
However, it's beautiful here and there is good food so "hell" may be a stretch. But posting this two sentence blog via the edge network has taken an hour. Gahhhhhh.
However, it's beautiful here and there is good food so "hell" may be a stretch. But posting this two sentence blog via the edge network has taken an hour. Gahhhhhh.
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