That's right, BG's been kicking around HOMEhome,
which is also the world capital of perfect
ice cream, tragicomic baseball, and: the
ubergoober. Not to mention Geek Pride.
Now, I know there are important shades of difference among "nerds,"
"dweebs," "geeks," "dorks," and the like. But
in the spirit of inclusivity, as well as rhyming, I'd like to proclaim:
"Chicks Dig Scrawny Pale Guys"
And other big fat rays of hope
Why now? Not only because of BG's pilgrimage, but also because of the following
recent news flashes:
- Chris the Bratwurst Formerly Known as
Lonely rises like a lean, mean phoenix from the Kingsford
- A study in the August
issue of The American Journal of Psychiatry finds that while men want
to look "of steel" -- and believe that women want them to, too --
most women cite a more Clarkkentian physique as their ideal.
- Norwegian scientists recently reported in the journal Nature
that female bluethroats,
when engaging in "extra-pair copulations"
(that's another story), sought out the mates who were genetically most "compatible"
with them. Not, that is, the ones with inherently "good"
-- e.g. strong, studly -- genes.
- Author/Columbia University string theorist/hottie Brian
Greene is currently causing exothermic reactions everywhere he goes.
- Mikki Halpin's Geek
Handbook has just hit the shelves. Includes geek history, Star Trek vernacular,
and fixes for geek maladies such as Startup Syndrome.
See? Our own Rob Paravonian may sing
otherwise (scroll down here), but listen.
You can make your love lives do the all-important flop
transition: not only do chicks dig you, but we also want to keep you.
BG's geek all-stars:
Predicament of the Week: "I think of you like a Ken doll down there."