When I first joined this hep, happenin' rock and roll band known as Scamper, I thought being a minor rock god would help obsure my general geekiness from the rest of the world. Guys in bands are cool, right? They couldn't possibly be giant nerds.
But sadly, human nature can not be as easily changed as we would like. I is what I is and it's official - I'm the nerdiest of the nerdy nerdy nerdalingers. Some more recent evidence:
- Last week, I had a fairly heated AOL instant messenger conversation with a friend (okay, it was Fooled By April's Pete "12-Gauge" Galea, an equally unabashed nerd) about which female Klingon the history of Star Trek we thought was the hottest. Doesn't get any nerdier than that, you say? Try this on for size: I then pulled out my datebook and scheduled a day for the two of us to have our own little Next Generation-watching marathon. I can almost hear the ladies of the world's privates drying up just reading that last sentence.
- After rehearsal last night, I tried to explain to Nate how the physical demise of "Rowdy" Roddy Piper was thrusting me into an early mid-life crisis. And yes, I was completely serious.
- This weekend, I'm performing in my high school's Chorus and Band Alumni Concert. I was in both chorus and band. BOTH, I say! Let's just say I wasn't dating a lot in those days. I had heard of breasts. I mean, I sort of knew about them on an esoteric level. But there was no actual, how you say, hands-on experience. And I'm going back this weekend to relive it all again.
In the words of Nelson Munce, I feel like punching myself.
But sadly, human nature can not be as easily changed as we would like. I is what I is and it's official - I'm the nerdiest of the nerdy nerdy nerdalingers. Some more recent evidence:
- Last week, I had a fairly heated AOL instant messenger conversation with a friend (okay, it was Fooled By April's Pete "12-Gauge" Galea, an equally unabashed nerd) about which female Klingon the history of Star Trek we thought was the hottest. Doesn't get any nerdier than that, you say? Try this on for size: I then pulled out my datebook and scheduled a day for the two of us to have our own little Next Generation-watching marathon. I can almost hear the ladies of the world's privates drying up just reading that last sentence.
- After rehearsal last night, I tried to explain to Nate how the physical demise of "Rowdy" Roddy Piper was thrusting me into an early mid-life crisis. And yes, I was completely serious.
- This weekend, I'm performing in my high school's Chorus and Band Alumni Concert. I was in both chorus and band. BOTH, I say! Let's just say I wasn't dating a lot in those days. I had heard of breasts. I mean, I sort of knew about them on an esoteric level. But there was no actual, how you say, hands-on experience. And I'm going back this weekend to relive it all again.
In the words of Nelson Munce, I feel like punching myself.
6 Comments:
I can't believe you left out your choice little quote from the ride home, in regards to being in this band: "I never thought I'd be in a room where I wasn't the biggest pussy."
I was saving that for another post about what pussies you guys are, but now you ruined it.
In that case I won't mention the superheroes.
Are you trying to say that you've had an actual hands-on experience with breasts?
I've read some things, yes.
yeah..thanks..my private area is so dry after reading that i think i need to go to the doctor's and get some ointment...i don't have health insurance anymore..so i'll be sending you the bill...
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