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You remember "that kid" in your elementary school class.
Don't shake your head at me. You know him.
He was the one with the too-big glasses and the cowlick. Nose buried in a comic book, or hands glued to a GameBoy. He was into computers and bugs and dinosaurs and Star Wars. You might have heard the jocks boast about giving him wedgies and swirlies during study hall.
Well, in the words of Charlotte Bronte, Reader, I married him.
And that makes me a geek, by association.
If you don't believe me, allow me to prove it. Take a look at the following picture, from our wedding day. Can you find the "Easter egg"?
Please tell me you spotted the giant plastic Flash ring. (And ignored the big blue bulldozer in the background)
And then there was the groom's cake, inspired by explodingdog.com:
And we rode off into the sunset wearing our rings...(Flash, White Lantern/Black Lantern and my diamond solitaire, my favorite!) The end.
Hah, fooled you! It's not the end. Far from it. I may not get every pop culture reference, or fully embrace my inner fan-girl, but I jumped into the deep end of the geek pool without a life jacket, and I'm still afloat!
If you are an aspiring geek by association, a geek in need of love or dating advice, or just interested in schooling little old me in the ways of the geek, feel free to email me and I will get back to you right here on itsgeektime.com!
