We live in a day and age where labelling yourself as a geek is considered cool. Now, this isn’t going to be a post of my complaining about twoo geeks and wannabes. Honestly, I think it’s fantastic and wish it was like that in the 80s and 90s, my younger years might have been easier.
However, “geek” covers a large assortment of things. You can just like Marvel movies and call yourself a geek. Or you might have meticulous replicas of every Enterprise to cruise across a television or movie screen and call yourself a geek.
This begs the question: what kind of geek am I?
First and foremost, let me say that I can probably put a lot of my geekiness at the feet of either C.S. Lewis or Walt Disney. Lewis was my gateway into the fantasy genre at an early age, though I don’t remember how old I was when I first read a Narnia book. Six or seven. But I was both six and seven, as my birthday fell in this week, when I first went to Walt Disney World. Epcot had just opened, and you could say it made an impression on my young birthday girl self. In fact, much more than meeting Mickey Mouse. Futurism has kind of fascinated me since that day, though I didn’t have a word for it for a very long time.
I’ve always been a bookworm. I remember the first chapter book I ever read… Charlotte’s Web. I also remember the last book that I ever physically read with my eyes. An omnibus version of Guy Gavriel Kay’s The Fionavar Tapestry. Luckily, audiobooks are a thing and easy to get my grubby little hands on. Or ears, I suppose.
So I’m a book geek. I am also a gamer geek, though not the World of Warcraft sort as that’s a wee bit hard to do when you can’t see the screen. It’s been awhile since I played, but yes, I am one of those folks who has sat around with a bunch of dice in varying shapes and pretended to be someone else for the evening, and I enjoyed it. I even own a bag of holding. Actually, I own three. They’re handbags, or at least two purses and one travel bag that I have wound up putting into everyday use.
I am a fantasy and scifi television show and movie geek, too. My choice of poison includes Firefly, Star Trek (mostly TNG, though), Star Wars (mostly original trilogy, though), Labyrinth, The Princess Bride and the like. Oh. And Doctor Who. I love me some Tardis adventures.
I am a Disney geek, too. Or possibly a fangirl. If you get me started, I just will not shut up about the parks. Or the animated movies. Or the parks. Did I mention the parks? Disney World is my happy place. I also happen to find its history and inner workings fascinating, as a glance at my youtube watch history and channel subscriptions will tell you.
I never used to be a science geek, but lo and behold, when I went to study massage therapy I discovered just how fascinating the human body is. Even cellular structure is complex and just nifty, and don’t get me started on the kidney. Physics, not so much.
So. There you have it, my geekdom explained. If you continue reading, you can probably expect me to wax enthusiastic about any and all of these topics. If it’s one that doesn’t interest you, that’s okay. I won’t be offended if you skip it. Just don’t tell me I’m wrong for liking what I like, and I won’t tell you you’re wrong for liking what you like.
Beam me up, Scotty.*
* (Yes, I know that never got said. I also know the line is “No, I am your father” but let’s not get pedantic.)