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Arrogant Nerdism

Thursday, September 2nd, 2010

I’m a nerd, a geek, a dork, whatever you want to label me.  I am proud of this fact.  it is what has shaped the person I am today.  It has brought me many friends, short and long term.  It has given me countless hours of fun and happiness.  I have seen a lot of love and helping hands come from this wonderful community that I am a part of.

However, it also brings me a great deal of frustration and even anger at times.  While the nerd segment of the population grows and becomes more accepted, we are still a niche group.  While I don’t expect to be BFF’s with every other geek I meet, I don’t see why some people seem to insist on taking a niche group like we are and dividing it even further.  I don’t see why some people have to try and prove that they are “King of the Nerds”, a kind of “I’m more knowledgeable about anime/Star Trek/D&D/Star Wars/comic books/whatever than you are”.  I call it Arrogant Nerdism, a seeming need to put other geeks down by proving one’s own, often mistaken, superiority.

It is this kind of behavior that divides us, and  it also makes us look bad to people outside our little niche family.  I think it is fine that some people can recite the guys who operated the boom mic in every Star Trek movie.  Good for them.  What I don’t like is when these folks find a need to correct and even reprimand other people on their chosen subject of fandom.  If I am talking about Star Wars and I refer to Vader as the Dark Lord, don’t butt in an add “of the Sith, Dark Lord of the Sith”, or if I am talking about an episode of Star Trek, don’t jump in with the episode number and original air date.  It isn’t necessary and it makes you seem like one of those grammar police that is just waiting to yell at someone “My friend and I, not me and my friend.”  People don’t like being corrected, especially when they didn’t really do anything that needs correction.

I think the thing that bugs me the most about many of these Arrogant Nerdists is that they lure you into folly with their ramblings.  Here is where I get a bit arrogant I suppose.  I have found on many occasions that these Masters of all Things Geek have so much info stuffed into their heads that they get more things wrong than us pitiful pretenders to the dork throne.  When I am at work, which is a haven for our kind, and I hear someone going on about something nerdy I can’t help but listen in.  Nerd things interest me.  And, it really grinds my gears when someone tries to be all arrogant and knowledgeable and gets things wrong.  It makes me want to jump in and correct them, and sometimes I fall into the trap and do just that, later realizing that I acted like a complete tool.

Now, I’m not saying that if someone has their facts wrong that you always have to bite your tongue and let them blather on.  Before jumping in, ask yourself, “Is this worth it?”  Seriously, is what you have to add or correct, or insert worth it.  Does your input really impact the conversation positively?  Sometimes it does, and then by all means, have a go.  But if it does nothing more than stroke your own Nerd ego, let it slide.  There will be plenty of opportunities for you to use your vast data banks on furries without being a prick about it.

Keep in mind, continued behavior in such a dickish fashion disrupts our happy family, breaks it apart into splinter groups.  We are a minority, and there are minorities in our minority.  Why make these even smaller?  There are gaming groups I have played with once and will never go back because of how one or more of the people act.  Having an 18 year old kid say more than a dozen times that he is an expert in World War II history, and then proceed to get names of generals wrong, dates of the war wrong, and even countries wrong, and his friends just sit there and let him talk with this snooty attitude that everything in the game is wrong because he’s such an expert.  Don’t get me wrong here, everyone says something at some point where they will be wrong.  It happens, I have done it too, and sometimes even foolishly clung to my improper belief.  Making a mistake is not arrogance.  and conversely, you can be 100 percent correct and still be an arrogant ass.

I am kind of at a loss as to what to do.  I can ignore a great deal of these people, as much as what some of them say bothers me.  But sometimes I want to just reach out and smack them upside their heads.  I want to scream at them to just shut the fuck up.  I want to correct them when they insist that Siouxsie and the Banshees are just stealing ideas from Nine Inch Nails, or when they insist that D&D came out in 1984.  But, often I seethe quietly as they fill the room with noise pollution.  I guess I have more than a bit of the arrogant nerd in me too, though I try to keep it in check.  I do love it when they go out of their way to engage me when they are wrong, because then I feel I free reign to come out swinging.  Problem is, they won’t agree with you.  I have even shown interwebs evidence that they are wrong and they then conclude that IMDB, Wikipedia, Google, and Yahoo are all wrong, and that in fact James Earl Jones played Darth Vader, not just the voice, but the actual guy in the suit.

Maybe it’s just me, and maybe my ramblings here make no sense.  I still feel that I had to say something.  I love that people wholly embrace their nerd lifestyle.  I encourage it.  I praise it.  But, please, remember, that we share a common love.  Don’t make me have to hate you.

Not just a new chapter, but a whole new book

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

As another birthday has come and gone, and once again I am faced with the reality of my mortality, I reflect on the days that have passed.  There have been good, there have been bad ones, one I remember fondly, and those I regret.  Lately I have spent too much time looking backwards, and almost no time at all looking forward.  I have dreams, desires, goals.  They aren’t mighty unattainable goals either, but I have let them slide for so long that they have seem harder.  I’m not getting any younger, I know this, and while right now my life is in a rebuild mode, I have the power to see how it gets rebuilt.  I am there to lay a new foundation, to start to seek out those dreams that I have ignored for so long.

I am quite fortunate to have the people in my life that I do, those that I have known my entire life (thanks mom and dad), those that I have known for many a year (that means you SLC and Freaks), and those I have known just a short span (my lovely tweeps).  All of you have had an impact on my life, and while I may be starting over, I will never forget all that you have done for me, and often, with me.  I cherish my family and my friends.  Without all of you I would never had made it this far in life without cracking.  So, thank you with all my heart for the support over the years, and thank you for the support I know you will give in the years to come.

Now that the thanks are properly handled, there was some talk of dreams.  Dreams are a great thing to have, they give us hope, keep us going.  But a dream is just an intangible mist that needs work to make it solid, to make it real.  I admit to being slack in that department.  Dreams, well, I have them aplenty.  But, I have never really put forth a sustained effort to see them through.  I want to do that.  I need to do that.  I also realize that I can’t through every dream out there, I need to wade through them all and pick one, focus on it, work at it.  That dream is writing.  I may never have the chops to get a book published, but I know I have a book in me.  I owe it to myself to finish that book.  Whether or not anything ever comes of it, I will have done it.  While my ultimate dream is to be a published author, I will be happy if I give it my best go, even if no one else ever reads my story.  While I haven’t set a goal for myself yet, I plan to do that over the next few days, I plan to start right away.  I already have a story or two in mind, just need to narrow it down to one and start putting my fingers to the keyboard, or pen to paper.  While the writing part is all up to me, I do still need my friends, people I can ask for criticism, people that can help me blow off steam when I get stuck, people that will support me no matter what I do.

This life is what I make of it, best if I start making it what I want it to be.

A list of things I can’t do….and some I can

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

Summer has become a bastion for the geek.  So many great things to do, and here I am, and will be, stuck at home, or at work.  San Diego Comic Con is under way as I write this, from my basement lair where I brood and spew contempt for those having geeky fun.  In just two weeks will be another grand monument of geekdom, Gen Con.  I haven’t attended the granddaddy of all gaming conventions since it packed up and left me and the rest of the kids behind for the apparently greener pastures of Indianapolis.*  I dearly miss roaming the halls, seeing all the vendors hawking their newest wares, the giant TSR castle, the great terrain displays at the FASA booth, the dice grab at the Armory.  I have friends at SDCC and others that will be attending Gen Con.  To you, my dear friends I say pffffttt!!!**

However, not all is lost for me and the greatness that is geek.  Thanks to my employer (pimp pimp) the Board Game Barrister, GlennCon has found a new home.  August 13-15 will be a day for gamers to come and sling dice, command armies, and throw down some serious card smack.  I’ve been doing this little game fest ever since daddy left to hang with a bunch of Hoosiers.  This is shaping up to be a lot bigger than it has ever been.

August 13th is already the premiere of not one, but two movies that make my legs go all wobbly with geekish delight.  First up is “Scott Pilgrim vs the World“.  Based off the freakin’ awesome comic series this looks to tickle my geek fancy something fierce.  And, in the other corner we have “The Expendables“.  This will in no way be cinema as art.  Nope.  This is gonna be a non-stop smack you in the face, kick you in the groin, action fest.  It will be awfulsome.  How can it not kick the ass clean off a donkey, it has Arnold, Bruce, Sly, Statham, Jet, Rourke, Dolph, just about every action hero ever.  My balls are gonna drop balls of their own after seeing this.

Then there is also the Oshkosh Zombie Walk, September 4th.  I really want to go to this, and things are already in motion so I can join the ranks of the shuffling dead.  Oshkosh has not just a healthy, but a thriving geek community, and I envy them immensely.  They also have OshCon in the first week of  October, bigger than any con in Milwaukee (a city 15 times larger mind you).

So, even though I may miss out on some of the big cool events, I still have plenty to do if I wanna get my geek on.  One need only dig a bit, which is often necessary as some geeks do hide under rocks.  Let there be geek fun for all.

A final note, the UberDorkCafe has reached its goal on kickstarter.  That is awesome news, but it doesn’t mean the fight is over.  There are still 20 days left for you to help out, pitch in and make this a reality.  Oshcons and SDCC onyl happen once a year, we geeks need a place for the other 300+ days.

*I don’t want to hear any arguments about how Indy is a better con town (I know it is), so just let me cling to my hatred and feelings of betrayal until I can afford to make the trek.

**And I suppose I’ll throw in a have fun too.  :)

The importance of play

Friday, July 9th, 2010

I am a gamer geek.  Most of my friends are gamer geeks, some of them a bit closeted.  I think it is that gamer aspect of me that has kept me going for many years.  The fact that even though I have gotten older, I haven’t completely given up on some of those things that many adults associate with childhood.  Too many people have forgotten how to play, and of those that still do, they don’t do it often enough.  When I don’t get my game on at least once a week I can see a definite difference,  my attitude towards a lot of stuff changes.  I’m less happy, bored more easily, and generally crabbier to other people.  It is my fun outlet, my battery recharge.

But, it isn’t just any game that makes me happy.  Sure, I enjoy my video games, I even played “Left for Dead 2″ last night and may even play it some more today.  Video games are great, but they lack something.  There is no real human interaction.  Even in all those MMORPGs that are out in the ether lack a truly human connection.  For me, nothing beats a good old sit around the table with friends game.  It can be a board game, a card game, and rpg, or a minis game, but I need to interact with people.  Gaming isn’t just a fun outlet for me, it is a way to hang with friends, to socialize, to get that oh so needed contact with other souls, to actually see their faces and hear their voices.

I don’t want folks to think that all MMORPGs are bad.  I have only dabbled with them a bit.  Just remember to walk away from the keyboard every now and again.  See the sunshine, see your friends, make time for group play, in real life, with real people.  I truly believe that nothing can replace human interaction.

For quite a while I let play take a back seat to other things, many of those things weren’t great.  My life suffered because of it.  Now, even though there are things in my life that I want to change, things I am working on changing, I am still happy.  I get to game, I get to play.  I am lucky enough to have a job that play is part of work.  I am also lucky enough to have good friends that I can play with, friends that also understand the importance of face to face playtime.

There is a part of me that pities those that don’t get this, those that think games are just for kids or those creepy,  pasty guys that never see the light of day.  They think that playing a game is something you maybe do once a year at a party, or perhaps something you do if you have children.  They don’t see games as a way to have fun as an adult.  I want to change that.  I want to see more people get the gaming bug, more families to have a family game night, more friends sitting around a table instead of sitting at their computers.  I want people to play.

I could keep rambling about this stuff, but fortunately for me, it’s time to play.  Keep having fun!

I’m a stick, this blog is my dead horse

Sunday, June 27th, 2010

This blog has always been a tool for me.  It is kind of my way of forcing myself to keep on writing, even when I don’t feel very creative, or witty, or anything at all.  I know there are a handful of my friends that read this from time to time, and I welcome them.  I also know that spambots seem to love my blog, and if I could count spam as hits to the site I could charge millions for on site advertising.

Now, as a tool, there comes a time when one starts to think, maybe there is a better tool out there.  I’ve been looking around, and sure, there are places like Facebook and Myspace where I could pretty much do what I do here, and I know there are other options out there too.  I’m not sure if I want to try a whole new tool, or maybe just get the upgrade for what I have now.  I like knowing that my blog is on my site, that I own, my own domain that I paid for.  I don’t have to worry about whether or not the provider is gonna take all my ideas and use it for themselves, because I am the provider.  I do know that the blog needs an overhaul.  And, it isn’t for my three somewhat faithful readers, it’s more for me.  I’m the one that has to look at it every time I want to post something.  I’m the one that has to slog through dozens and sometimes hundreds of spam posts a day because perhaps somewhere amidst all the viagara ads and Russian characters is a legitimate comment, and I would hate for someone to have found something of mine worthy of comment only to then be ignored.

I have heard people tell me that blogs are dead.  Maybe to some folks they are, people that are so enthralled by CafeTown or ShipVille, or whatever other mind-numbing game Facebook has besieged us with that they no longer go anywhere else.  However, I know better.  Just because people don’t read my blog doesn’t mean no one is ready any blogs.  There are a ton of great blogs out there, I know, I read some of them.  And, I’m not alone.  Sure, there are a lot of blogs that are nothing more than emo rants or recipes for quiche, but you know what, no one forces you to read those.  If you have an interest, I bet there is someone else out there that shares that interest, even it is stuffing flaming walrus tusks up your nose.  There’s a good chance there is a blog out there about it too.

I do have one request though.  I said that this blog is a tool for me and my writing, and for the most part that is true.  but, I know as a writer that it feels great when someone reads something you wrote.  Most writers even welcome criticism, it shows you at least had a reaction to what we wrote.  So, my request, if you read a blog, mine or any of the other ones out there, leave a comment every now and again.  I have been guilty of lurking for far too long, and I have seen some of my favorite blogs die because the writer lost interest, often because they thought no one else had interest.  Support what you love, even it is is a simple “thanks” or “nice post” or “stuff it ass muncher”.  Well, maybe not the last one, save that talk for Youtube.

This has kind of become a bit of a ramble session for me, but I think I kinda got some sort of point across.  If not, oh well, time for me to go watch “Dinocroc vs Supergator”.

First look back, Stretch Armstrong

Sunday, June 6th, 2010

Remember this guy?  Maybe this commercial will help. I had one of these when I was a kid, though his lifespan was short due to some other kid that I won’t name (he had a habit of breaking my toys whenever he came over).    I got Stretch for my 7th birthday.  By that time Stretch was already going on 2 years, it wasn’t often I got toys right when they came out.  He didn’t live to see Christmas.

For what it was, a gel filled guy that you could pull and twist his arms and legs, it was a fun toy.  It may not have been in the same league as a Star Wars action figure, but I spent many an hour pulling and disfiguring this poor guy.  A friend of mine had the evil version, Stretch Monster.  The 70’s sure weren’t big on coming up with great names.  Stretch Monster, that’s the best you could come up with? The one I really wanted though was Stretch X-Ray (yes, another great name).  He was transparent so you could see his guts.  What 8 year old wouldn’t want that?

Now, because apparently the Hollywood well is completely dry, there is going to be a movie based on Stretch.  We will be blessed by this come 2012.  It is supposedly going to be a comedy, and yet I don’t think it will end up being very funny.

I will leave you with a guy that has a great collection of Stretch Armstrongs but isn’t a very good web page designer.

Looking back….coming soon?

Sunday, May 30th, 2010

I have been going through a lot of my old stuff, dumping a ton of stuff that hasn’t seen the light of day in more years than I care to admit.  I have already purged my board game and rpg collections, many books and dvds have gone away, toys have found new homes.  Sifting through box after box of nostalgia got me to thinking about so many of the things from my childhood, things that I no longer have, or things that I never had but got to enjoy through friends.

My plan is to start taking more looks back.  This isn’t simply some mid-life “I want to remember the good old days” crap.  Sure, I want to remember the fun times I had, but it is more that there was so much cool stuff from back then, so many things that may have been forgotten (and more than a few things that should be forgotten).  I am going to dust it all off and bring it back into the light.

How many of you remember “Manimal”?  Mr. Mouth? “Thundarr the Barbarian”? Dragonriders of the Styxx playsets?  So, for you my two loyal readers, I am going to take the periodic look back.  I am going to share some of my fondest memories of youth, as well as a few things that have been scorched into ym brain forever.

Hitting the reset button.

Monday, April 19th, 2010

Those of you that know me well know that the last few years have been less than peachy.  I’m not saying I have had it any worse than anyone else out there, I know that as far as the world goes my life is still pretty tame and easy.  Still, I am looking to restart, hitting the old reset button because the dragon ate me before I could even find the yellow key.  I have taken some time to reflect on my life to date, and frankly I am disappointed.  I’m not doling out any blame here, any disappointment is placed squarely on my own shoulders.  Has life thrown me some curves, sure, but I haven’t swung the bat much either.  I realize that I have squandered both my natural talents as well as more time than I care to admit.  I want to change all that.  Also, I don’t want to simply talk about changing, I actually want to change.  I know that I am not the best writer in the world, but I also know that I do have some ability to put words down and have them make sense.  As far as talent goes, writing is the one field that I can claim to have something above a mere level of competence.  I don’t know if my writing will ever take me anywhere or if it will ever make me a dime, and that isn’t the point of any of this.  Writing used to make me happy, even little notes in my journal, notes that no one but me would ever see.  Somewhere along the road of the last 5 years I lost that happiness.  I want it back.  I need it back.  I will have it back.  I also know that I cannot do this alone.  I have a lot of great friends, some of you I have known since my earliest school days, some I have known for only a few weeks.  The friends I have now are those that I truly consider my friends.  I have cut away some of the chaff recently, those that have either turned their back on me, or me on them, or moved on, gone their own ways as my path diverged from theirs.  But, my friends are what gives me motivation, a drive to keep on trying, because my friends give me encouragement, support, and empathy.  The trials and troubles I have gone through have been done with many of these friends at my side.  To my new friends, I hope to build the same levels of trust and admiration that I have for my oldest chums.  All of you are here as I start the next chapter of my life.  Actually, no, this isn’t a new chapter.  This is a whole damn new book.  The rough draft has been tossed out and I am starting work on the final draft.  Sure, there will still be revisions, edits, changes, but I am starting my final work here.  This is the book that I want to be able to open up years from now and read it with both joy and pride.  Not everyone is given a chance to start fresh, and I don’t want to take the risk that I’ll be given a third chance.  I need to take this one and ride with it, not just as a passenger like I have in the past, nope, on this train I am the engineer baby.  Time for me to blow my whistle, toot toot, here comes the Naked Hobo train.  It’s gonna be a great ride.

State of the Glennion Adress 11-09

Sunday, November 22nd, 2009

So here I am, six months into my life reboot.  I have come to accept my job at the game store as a little more than just a job.  I have a great boss and good co-workers, and the work is not exactly back brekaing.  Do I want to be working there 2-3 years from now, no.  But it is a good fit for my life right now.  I am unsure what I am going to do still.  I could go back to school, but I’m not really sure what I would study.  I am coming more to the realization that I would be happier making less money at a job I like rather than making more money and hating my job.  If it weren’t for my breathing problems I would go back to baking in a second, but I kinda want to live as long as I can.

I have been tring to write more.  I even am in the midst of doing the National Novel Month writing challenge, 50,000 words in 30 days.  I only need about 2000 more words to hit my goal.  None of what I have written is really very good though, so I am chalking it up as both a learning experience as well as a hopeful flushing of my writing system.  Goodbye crap, hello brilliance.  After this month I am putting my novel ideas on hold so I can focus of my game, Mistrunner.  It has been sitting idle for far too long and I want to get something done.  Once the holidays are over I plan to dive in and knock out a bunch of stuff, get the setting done, then turn my attention to the rules and bang this baby out in 2010.

I got a gym membership back in August and I am slowly beginning to see a bit of progress in response.  I don’t ever think I will be the guy with a tight six pack, but I want to drop a few inches off the old belly.  I just like food way too much and that makes it all that much harder.  Food or not though, 6 days a week of cardio and 3 days of weights is showing some results.

Despite all the things 2009 has thrown at me, some of which was of my own doing, I am in a pretty good place.  For the most part I am happy.  I am doing things simply for the fun of doing them and I am spending a lot more time with my friends.  While I would like to have a new lady in my life, I am in no hurry.  When the right girl is there I will find her.

Ok, time for  atrip to the gym.  It is a bit early, but let’s have a good end of the year and an awesome 2010.

Update on Me

Monday, July 13th, 2009

Summer is in full swing and I am having a great time so far.  Been gaming about 2-3 times a week, a lot of that is Warhammer 40K, my newest addiction, er, I mean hobby.  I have been getting some writing done.  For those of you that read my blog posts with any regularity, I decided to go with “Demon Eater” as the story I am going to try and finish.  I am about 1/4 of the way done so far and hope to be completed with a very rough draft sometime this fall.  I will take any proofreaders ad guinea pigs that volunteer for fantasy based text torture.

I have been looking for a new job for a long time now and there doesn’t seem to be much out there.  At least I still have the game store to fall back on, and the pub keeps me in miniatures and groceries.  I am starting to think that I will be at the game store until after the holidays, and maybe longer if I want to take a trip come March.

Speaking of trips, I am hopefully going back to Ireland, with a possible side trek to Scotland end of February or early March.  It all comes down to how much the airfare is gonna be.  Right now it is at about 540 dollars round trip.  I am hoping that come Irishfest that drops another hundred bucks or so.  I really shouldn’t be taking a trip, finanically speaking, but I need it sanity speaking.  I have enough saved up for airfare, even if it doesn’t drop, and beer so far.  All I need is to save enough for food and lodging for 10-14 days, and I have a good 7+ months to do that.  There will also be a Weekend of Sloth in Octgober most likely.

Being single again has been good to me for the most part.  I am not looking forward to dating again, and at times I wish there was someone waiting at home for me, but I am happy.  I am glad that Helena and I are still super cool with each other, which makes this whole transition so much easier.  Now if I can just get my friend to stop trying to set me up with girls that are less than half my age.  Rule, if they weren’t even born by the time I could legally drink, forget it.  He doesn’t read this, so I can call him out as a perv himself, I don’t want to be lumped in with him.  I am in no rush…..but, if you happen to know a single geek girl around the ages of 20 something to 30 something, maybe evenn early 40 somethings, I wouldn’t be adverse to such a thing, but again, I am in no rush, I am enjoying my me time and all the gaming I get to do.

Until later, take care my friends and underlings.