6 Things I Thought About While Driving Home

  1.  Do you think Bigfoot manscapes before going on a date? And if so, how does he know when to stop?

  2.  If McDonald's makes a special shake flavor for St. Patrick's Day why not one for Easter. Peeps shake?  Egg shake?  Chicken shake?

   3.  If there were less street lights on the road,  do you think more people would pick their noses?

  4.  If I could clone myself would I like and get along with me or would I think I was a total douche.

  5.  Why can't wars be decided using rock,  paper,  scissors,  lizard, Spock.

  6.  People say seeing a Robin is the first sign of Spring, but I say its seeing that first stretch of road construction

My Nerd Shame

  When I first started this blog, I have to admit that I never expected it to be as popular as it is. Nor did I expect it to provide such an incredible emotional release. Instead of letting all those little frustrations towards life and people build up inside of me, I now have a way to let all of it out. I'm pretty sure that if I didn't have this blog, I would probably end up in clock tower.

  I knew the time would come when I felt comfortable enough with you all to reveal my biggest secret, which also happens to be my biggest shame. It is already well known that I am a self-professed nerd. I love everything about my nerd culture. The comic books, the movies, the people, the sense of humor, the intellectual conversation all be it sometimes heavily skewed toward Star Wars at times and ... well, just everything. It's also a great time to be nerd. Not like in high school where I would sometimes end up face first in a toilet. FYI...janitor of Minooka High School, great job on keeping those toilets sparkling clean. They were always clean no matter what angle I was looking at them.

  Anyway, you would think in this day and age of acceptance my shame wouldn't be so shameful at all. I think the fact that the nerd culture is so accepted now is what makes my secret that much worse. But like I said, I think it is time for my secret to finally come out. I...um,uh....um...(takes a deep breath) I am unable to Spock's live long and prosper salute.

My shameful Spock Salute.

  It's true. I just have never been able to get my fingers to move right. I can get the two fingers on one side to cooperate with each other, but the other two act like a couple that just went through a horrible break up.

  Years have gone by with me practicing every night and still my shame persists. The reason I am finally coming forward and revealing my shame now is that on Monday I will be seeing a doctor about this. My hope is the that I have some kind of degenerative muscle problem in those two fingers and that's why I am unable to give a proper Spock Salute.

  I promise to keep you updated as to the status of my Spock Salute. Thank you for your support and for continuing to read this blog.