
This week Gary Gygax, co-creator of Dungeons and Dragons, died. A whole generation of pasty dice-obsessed nerds owes him big time. Me included.
So, in his honour, how nerdy were you? Are you still sunlight-averse? What are the sad little things you do that nobody else understands?
As an example, a B3ta regular who shall remain nameless told us, "I spent an entire school summer holiday getting my BBC Model B computer to produce filthy stories from an extensive database of names, nouns, adjectives, stock phrases and deviant sexual practices. It revolutionised the porn magazine dirty letter writing industry for ever.
Revel in your own nerdiness.
( , Thu 6 Mar 2008, 10:32)
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Back when I was about 16, my best friend was dating a girl from another school who was a year younger. Out of the goodness of their hearts they decided to set her friend up with me. Apparently this girl was a huge science fiction nerd, which is good because so was I.
The first time they brought me to meet her, she didn't show up, although my friend thought he caught a glance of someone who looked like her only with glasses. Yes, she wanted to see what I looked like before agreeing to meet me. After that we started corresponding via notes, delivered by our friends. It was pretty well the sort of thing you'd expect two nerd high school kids to write, back before it was cool to be a nerd.
The weirdest thing was how she spelt her name. Kati with a Star Trek symbol at the end. I assumed she meant Katia but she told me the Star Trek symbol was anonymous.
When we finally met, she was what I'd expect. She wore a NASA patch on her backpack. We went on a few double dates, then I came to her place for our first actual date without our best friends there. I went for it and kissed her, and apparently it scared her and she broke up with me. It was disappointing because she was kind of cute, but clearly not ready. Hell, I'd only kissed two girls before up til that point, and this was the first time it didn't kind of freak me out.
A few years later, she coincidentally became my sister's best friend. She still was obsessed with astronomy and remains to this day. She got into the punk and ska scene and suddenly changed her image from chic nerd to ska kid, stopped wearing huge NASA backpacks and started wearing mini-skirts and fishnets.
She still loved science fiction, and when Star Wars Episode I tickets went on sales I hung out with her in the mall while she lined up for tickets. She even dressed up in costume for the movie. Too bad it sucked.
We ended up becoming good friends, and hung out a lot. She went through a long line of boyfriends, while I had a long dry spell. Finally I started dating a girl I had really strong feelings for (she had a British accent [what are you looking at?!]), and the first time I showed up with her on my arm Kati (no longer Star Trek symbol) suddenly realised what she missed out on. As soon as my girlfriend went to the washroom she started hitting on me (as did two other girls who suddenly just noticed me due to girl on my arm). Funny how girls work that way. Anyway, we never got together in case you're wondering. I moved to Korea and married a girl who doesn't get science fiction.
I just looked her up on Facebook and she's the same as ever. She's still that foxy Hungarian girl I remember (added in the likelihood that she somehow finds this). Her profile pic shows a heart drawn around her and Stephen Hawking. She runs an astronomy group with 172 members who hang on her every word, and judging by the comments she's gotten her column into a major newspaper. Oh well, none of them are the first guy who kissed her.
( , Thu 6 Mar 2008, 14:28, Reply)
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