I think she scared ME and I was speed dating right next to her, trying to play my nerd girl cool. “Oh you like Flight of the Conchords? That’s cool, I’ve totally been into them longer than you.” (note, this should be done in the mooninite voice)

It’s OK, Christy — if they’re scared off by tales of a Mark II Viper, then it wasn’t meant to be. Embrace who you are. : )

I’m totally with you Christy. I passed as a nongeek for a long time, especially when I was in college. But when things progressed into relationships I had a really hard time explaining what I did for hours on end staring at a black screen with white text scrolling by(I was mudding!).

So imagine my pleasant surprise when I found a fellow mudder who could also pass as normal (believe me, most CANNOT). No more explaining what exp was or why I love ice spikes? Eureka! I married him quick, I tell you!

I guess my point is, someone as equally awesome as you will pop up when you least expect it

I hear you, Charlotte. I was a closet geek for most of my life. It’s nice to breathe the fresh, uncloistered air of nerddom. Actually, I have to imagine nerddom smelling pretty malodorous, but I was speaking in a metaphorical sense.

I don’t consider myself a geek or a nerd or some such, and never have. I’m as normal as the next person, with just as many quirks and personal obsessions as the next person. I don’t feel socially awkward—or, as Christy suggested, any more socially awkward than the next person—and when I did it was due to being a teenager, not a geek.

So were I to settle down, it wouldn’t be with a geek. It would just be with my neurotic other half:

“When you meet someone and you’re attracted to them, it just means that your subconscious is attracted to their subconscious, subconsciously. So what we think of as chemistry is just two neuroses knowing that they are a perfect match.”

I agree with Charlotte as well, when it comes to the idea that some can pass and some cannot. And to me, those who can pass can do so because they really are as normal as the next person. I do not think of them as geeks or nerds any more than I think of myself that way.

So you go, Christy: embrace your BSG obsession. Somewhere out there is someone just as normal as you are—but with all the same obsessions, too. >;)

(I apologize to all those here who consider themselves geeks [which I imagine may be everyone given the name of the site]. I don’t think of y’all that way, badge of honor or no. Sorry. To me you’re just people sharing an obsession or two.)

Oh, Amber. Your plausible deniability is so cute!

I have many sides. Sports, geek, culinary, etc. I can suppress or enlighten. The best group are those that can combine more than just one of those.

I hear you. I’m much more than just a sci-fi wonk. I played to my down-home farm-boy side for five years in Nebraska, and have always been into kayaking, hiking, and have even been known to do some hunting. It’s definitely a part of me, but I’m much more happy when I can be around people where I can talk everything from duck hunting to Duck Hunt(tm).

Somehow I don’t picture you as a hunter.

And that’s why I’m so good. I’m like a social chameleon. My two years in the jock dorm in college helped, though. (Funny story involving mixed up paperwork, but I’ll save it for another time.)

Yes, but have you hunted with a crossbow and bow and arrow?

I have.

And I’m sorry: I’m still not buyin’ it. I’m no geek. Show me the geek who shops at Nordstrom.

Anyone using Twitter, though… I have decided is a geek, after all. >;)

Not that that’s a bad thing, obviously.

Far be it from me to argue with someone who could kick my ass, but, Amber: You may wear Nordstrom, but you also wear Slave Leia Bikini.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I rest my case.

Oh, and Christy — I love the little piece of art you found for this package. And the fact that “Cylon Base” looks so much like “Cylon Babe” makes it all the more interesting.

Well, now, see, the thing is, I have only worn that costume for Halloween. Who doesn’t dress up for Halloween? Perfectly normal adults do it all the time. To conventions I wear street clothes only.

Not that I’ll be attending another convention any time soon, given the poor excuses for them we have in the Salt Lake area….

You just have more of a life than us, and don’t spend hours looking for the words “Cylon” and “Babe” to be together at the same time.