For Antisocial Networking’s “Nerd Crush” contest:
I believe a nerd crush can be defined as either a crush a nerd would have, or a crush on a nerd. You should be able to trust that I’ve had plenty of both…
Over the years I can remember a number of crushes I had that could considered overly “nerdy” or “geeky” but the nature of a “crush” allows it change and adapt so constantly its hard to keep tabs on my year to year interests. Current nerd crushes of mine could include:
- Kristen Bell for her role in Heroes and future role in the super geek movie “Fanboys”
- Zooey Deschanel for Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and her beautifully nerdy/outcast role in “The New Guy”
- and finally Liz Sherman the fictional comic book super heroine who lives is a dark/dank world populated by mythical and highly dangerous creatures (and I guess Hellboy is there too…)
The women listed above may be beautiful, intelligent, talented, and able to set things on fire with their minds but they can barely hold a candle (Hehehe…get it? Candle..) to the wonder that was my first nerd crush: Miss Yvonne Craig.
Yvonne Craig is better known to the 1967-68 television audience as Batgirl…I know the woman who played Batgirl isn’t a very surprising nerd crush coming from me, but bare with me for a second..
What was I saying again? Ummm, oh yea…
I discovered the lovely Miss Craig around 14 years ago, one Saturday morning. I was flipping through channels looking for the ever elusive “Saturday Morning Cartoon” when I stumbled on a live-action Batman. The sheer 60’s television violence and the whole Batman-ness drew me in but the thing that captivated me was Batgirl. I don’t know what it was but there hasn’t be a red-head that could make me go all “googley eyed” like her since..
My God, look at that smile…
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Exactly one year ago yesterday I received my lovely/schizophrenic hamster Ophelia.
It seems like just yesterday that I entered the pet store while hamster hunting and can across a singular incredibly pissed-off rodent. Ophelia was so ill tempered the owner of the store gave her to me because he was afraid to sell her to a child.
Since I first got her she seemed, oddly enough, to become more and more infatuated with me everyday (she likes to express love through making me bleed), but I mean who wouldn’t like me? Life with Caveman is all fun, peppered with Twizzlers and snack cakes.
Sometimes I lie awake at night listening to the infernal squeak (squeak, squeak, squeak) of the hamster wheel, and I figure the end of “us” will come once she grows bored of me. When that day comes there is no more turning my back on her cage because she seems like the type that would ambush you.
To me, she has become a kind of bitey pain in my ass that I’m surprised I haven’t accidentally killed yet, but I love the hell out of her.
I received George A. Romero’s newest addition to his ever popular “of the Dead” series, “Diary of the Dead”, late last Saturday night. and I spent the better part of that Sunday watching the hell out of it.
Although I can’t say “Diary” is the best zombie movie I ever seen, the fantastic use of the newly popular handy cam style, and the all out ballsyness of the production crew definitely qualifies this for the top 5.
- A fantastic use and expansion of the “handy cam” filming style.
- Solid commentary on culture today.
- Not too gory. (Just gory enough.)
- A triumphant return to the classic low budget zombie flick.
- Well put together.
- Poor acting. (Really? What do you expect?)
- Basic CGI and plot hole cheating.
Some could believe I trusted Mr. Romero a bit to much, seeing I purchased “Diary” without even attending the theatrical run (which was incredibly limited), but that trust was well founded. “Diary of the Dead” is a really interesting look at how the Internet and new media changed the way we get our information and live our day to day lives.
This movie is undoubtedly a solid rental, but if your thing is walking deadw or new and inventive styles of film making I can’t recommend this movie enough for purchase.
Horror Movie Score: 4 severed fingers out of 5
Saturday (May 17) I finally got a chance to see one of my musical idols in concert, Bob Dylan. I didn’t want to forget a single second of this once lifetime experience so I took a ton of notes right up to the concert start. No notes taken during the concert though…I mean what kind of nerd do you take me for? (I you just to read my thoughts on the show, then just skip to the bottom)
4:00pm -I throw on the appropriate concert attire and I head out to grab a sandwich to eat while I wait so I wouldn’t be so inclined to stuff my maw with horrible concert venue food.
4:15pm -I discover that the sandwich shop is closed on Saturdays (what is up with that?) , so I intend to make due with some mini muffins I bought at a gas station down the street,
4:55pm ish -I finally make it to the front of the venue and discover that 2 and a half hours early is not early enough for Bob Dylan. There are close to 200+ people in front of me…
At first glance I can pick out the standard concert going crowd: the music geeks, hipsters (so far I count 6 ironic t-shirts, 3 large pairs of sun glasses, 4 fedoras, and a handful of flannel), and a smattering of people who are there to enjoy themselves. This being the concert of a musician who gained popularity in the 60’s and 70’s you also get a mixing of old hippies, your standard reformed 60’s roustabouts, and the elusive yet invasive “yupster” with their children (OH from a yupster “My little Billy has taken an interest in folk music since he was 6 months old”).
Biding my time listening to an old hippy tell a gunner who is on leave from Iraq about why he’s not a bad person “just doing bad things”. Awkward to say the least…
5:55pm -The official line is solidified when everyone rushed forward for some odd reason, and I realize that there are couple thousand people behind me. Feeling good about my line position I begin the countdown to door opening.
6:00pm to 6:30 -Spent my time talking to a housewife from New Hampshire, a brand new minister from Massachusetts, and a professor from two towns away.
6:34pm -The doors open and it is a mad rush through the gates. I give up my line position to purchase a souvenir program (because I’m a nerd). I find a perfect seat and I settle down for a good long night.
I don’t do the area in front of the stage. It’s full of hipsters and youngings who really can’t be enjoying the music because they’re standing for 2 hours, sweaty, and crammed up against other sweaty people. Of course it is great to be up close, but you won’t find me there unless I’ve gone crazy. But I digress.
Around 7:30pm – Music blares over the speakers, the lights go down, and the crowd goes crazy.
I have returned from my illness inspired hiatus (hallucination) and I couldn’t feel better (lies!). I got home strait from class this afternoon and begin my feverish work on first post since my 2 week break (it’s 8:54 PM right now).
Just about the only good news I received all week is that I didn’t have the black plague with touches of temporary insanity and hysterical blindness. Although there were moments in my day where the fog would lift and I would be lucid enough to check blogs and converse normal people.
It was so bad that at some point last week I was convinced that I had completely lost my inner monologue. For the last 3 or 4 days I denied myself any extraneous conversation due not to the fact that inner Caveman is overtly obscene or dirty (outer Caveman is), but that inner Caveman is incredibly stupid. The only reason that I come off as some-what intelligent is that I edit myself way to much.
I think I feel o.k. now, but only time will tell…
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My Brother moved to Arizona last Saturday.
I haven’t mentioned my siblings that much here at “Vintage Caveman” mainly because I haven’t seen much of them for awhile. Both my brother and sister are irritable, angry, hateful people and I love them. They have found their own way in and I fully respect them for it.
I wish nothing but luck for my brother J and his cooler-than-him girlfriend R.
Now I have an excuse to go to Arizona! (I know Arizona sucks, but it is better than here.)
Summarizing last couple of days…
-I got my federal tax return that Monday and I was looking for something to spend it on. After the billionth time trying to fix my crappy laptop the inspiration hit me like a prize fighter: I need a halfway decent desktop… Since I get a pretty sizable discount at Radio Shack the most obvious choice was to buy the only desktop they were selling. Around 3:00 in the afternoon I purchased it for a solid $519 plus a $50 rebate that I have yet to redeem and I couldn’t be happier..
(Everything is all shiny)
Of course it means “The Quest” was been delayed substantially by my grand cash-drop, but it hasn’t been called off by any means….
In the meantime I’ve made this thing my new God.
-Right before I purchased my new computer I went to go see the Best Picture winner “No Country for Old Men” in the theater (I know, it came out on DVD this week…). At the time of the Oscars I bet against “No Country” because I’ve had a 6 year record of seeing the “Best Picture” on the opening day and it missed my local theaters entirely. Although I lost 10 bucks to it I thought it was an unbelievably good movie.
-Some old fellow rekindled my hatred of the geriatric by calling into my work, complaining for 20 minutes, and letting loose a series of racial slurs all because his security cameras didn’t work the way he wanted them to. He didn’t want me to do anything about them, he just wanted to let me know.
-Discovered I had to work late for the next two days, and any good posting from me would impossible.
-Would normally be around the time I’d post my “Free Write“…I’ll do that later.
-After long internal debate I finally dropped my Statistics class, due simply to the fact I sucked at it. I’m not good with math of any kind, and just holding out to the last possible moment would be just wasting mine and the Prof.’s time. My mind isn’t as “problem solvey” as most but I am good at memorizing useless information (think less Einstein and more Slingblade). I’ll take it next semester.
-Spring Break is next week. I hope it’s not going to turn out like last year…
-Speaking of last year, March 17th is Vintage Caveman’s One Year Blogiversery. We (I) would like the Get Smart Box Set.
(10:46 I’m a solid hour and fourteen minutes within my own set deadline.)
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Today, friend of blog and literally first commenter Will has declared that due to telling every story he has to tell, and a general lack of time for concise, thought out posts his blog is going dark.
Although, Will states that “…I’ll be back if and when when I can dedicate more time to this. There may be the occasional post when I need to share something…” it’s sad to see a good blog fade away. Will has been very supportive of this blog, and we here at Caveman World Headquarters wish him nothing but luck. Come back soon!
I for one will be heading to the ol’ Be the Boy archives to see how long it takes me to get through it all. If you have never heard of Will or his blog (which is doubtful) I suggest you do the same.