Optimist Under Siege

In a previous post, I explained at length what I believe is the small, but important distinction between a dork and a nerd. I’ve been a self-proclaimed nerd for many years and proud of it. After meeting my husband, a definite dork, I have been exposed to many dorky qualities, past times and hobbies. And lately I feel like my nerd status may be making room for dorkiness as well. I can feel the dark side pulling me under (and just having USED that phrase proves the darkside is winning!).

You know you’re becoming a dork when…

…You explain the intricacies of World of Warcraft to your non-dork Maid of Honor and defend the merits of a night elf druid’s relationship to the world.
…You learn html.
…Worse yet, you start learning SQL…oh the pocket protecting horror!
…You’ve EVER been to a LARP (live action role-playing game).
…You know what a GM or DM are.
…You’ve had multiple serious conversations about magic and how your ideal vision of real-life magic would operate.
…You start to understand references from popular anime shows, like:”If you want a girl who’s more likely to kill you than kiss you, then you can have her!” -Ranma Saotome, Ranma 1/2.
…You’ve played D&D.
…Worse, you’ve played home-brewed versions of D&D.
…You own your own set of dice. Oh come on, they’re pretty!
…You have no trouble outfitting yourself to go costumed to a Renaissance Faire.
…You met your husband at a Renaissance Faire.
…You attended an all-week strategic gaming “con.” But I swear I didn’t inhale…or..um..play.
…You know who the God of War is, how many dynasty warriors it takes to conquer China, and where to find the golden bolts (okay, I only wish I knew). Yeah PS2!
…You know who Cthulhu is and still have sanity left.

…I could keep going, but may never stop! I think the verdict is in. I’m now a nerd-dork. Or would that be dork-nerd at this point?

I think I may be the flaw in Darwin’s theories. You see, if I was in a survival of the fittest situation I’m just not sure how well I’d do since my body doesn’t seem to produce it’s own supply of heat. I need to rely on the heat energy surplus generated by considerate others, like my husband for instance! But when it really comes down to it, I think I’m failing to meet the survival standards I would need in a less developed society.

Yet here I am! So what’s up with that, Darwin?

Maybe there’s something else in my chemical makeup which is just supremely useful to mankind besides the ability to regulate and sustain my own body heat. I’m sure that’s it! I am the answer to one of the world’s biggest problems. (I just don’t know which one yet.)

We currently have three couches in our city-apartment-size living room. Perhaps we should host a speaker or coffee house, or show a movie and invite all the neighbors? There are plenty of comfy places to sit! We could discuss politics and sip chai from oversized mugs. Or we could just get rid of one of the couches. One or the other.

So here’s what happened. Much like the not so hypothetical selling of our tv, on Tuesday evening my husband and I decided to rent a pick up truck and go to his company’s furniture warehouse (CSN warehouse) on Wednesday evening (when they’re open late) to hopefully find a new couch. We piled in the truck, enlisting our friend Jeff to help, and headed for unfamiliar parts of Boston.

We did, happily, find a sectional that fits admirably in our living room. It did not, however, fit nearly as well being painfully hoisted up the stairs to our fourth floor apartment last night.

But now both pieces are here and no one has a hernia. Very good stuff.

Unfortunately, our old couch is still here as well. And we have friends visiting this weekend. Either the couches will serve as very large conversation pieces, or (being optimistic!) someone from craigslist will take the old one away today.

Here’s hoping!

I finally finished editing the articles on my Maid of Honor site. They’re now a bit less keyword-heavy and thus more user-friendly (better to read). I’m trying to move toward a more conversational “Cosmo”-like tone. I’m not there yet, but some of the newer articles are starting to lean that way.

Speaking of new articles, there are now 71 articles on the site. Woo hoo! Of course, this makes the need for a new site design and layout even more pressing. If you check out the nav bar on the right side containing all of the 71 articles, you’ll see what I mean! Yikes!

As for the next step, that remains to be seen. I may add a blog to the site, but it does have plenty of content already (if you can ever have “plenty” of content!). I’m composing a press release to submit to online press release sites. This will give me both exposure and those all important links to the site. I haven’t decided yet if I should wait until the site is redesigned again and looks more professional. I’m leaning toward no because I don’t know when that will be!

Much is up in the air, but progress is being made.

Seriously…who steals parking meters? There was an article in the newspaper today about the police’s search of a house in Boston (for an unrelated reason) during which they found 150 stolen parking meters. Why would you do that?? I mean, if you really want to be a criminal and steal them for the money, why not save yourself so much time and effort and choose a mugging or pick-pocketing instead?! Chances are good you’d make way more money that way!

Come on people, muggings are the way to go!

Um…if you want to be a criminal that is. Muggings are actually bad. Never mind. Maybe the parking meter thing isn’t such a terrible alternative. My deep thought of the day.