Look on My Geekiness, Ye Mighty, and Despair!
The fact is I am not now, nor have I ever been, "cool" and I possess a reasonable depth of popular culture knowledge, as well three Opus toys I can't part with and a profound love of Kermit the Frog. I didn't always realise I was geek. I've always known I was uncool. High school has a way of sorting that out for you. I cared then, but now I'd rather be able to laugh inappropriately loudly and get disproportionately excited about things.
I became aware I was a geek when I decided to take a Learning Annex type night class in comedy improvisation. I found myself in a room full of slightly awkward, funny people who could quote WKRP in Cincinnati (which ran forever in Canada) and Monty Python. They were passionate about many of the sames things I was and I recognized that these were My People. When I told my best friend of my discovery, she said, "Yes, you always were kind of a geek." I was taken aback, but how it had escaped my notice is beyond me. It was right in front me the whole time:
As part of my überWASP upbringing, I went to horseback riding camp of the "Though There Is No Change in My Patrician Façade, I Can Assure You My Heart Is Breaking" variety. We rode twice a day, went swimming, and took daily Stable Management classes. I loved it. To keep things interesting, they had themed events, such as costumed ride. I created the following ensemble for myself and Phantom, the horse I was riding for the month:
- White shirt
- Low slung belt
- Stick for a blaster (to shoot first!)
- Sign for the horse that said "Millenium Phantom"
I was 15 years old. I felt like a hundred dollars.
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