Just a heads up, this post has absolutely nothing to do with anything. It’s just that lately I’ve been feeling very nostalgic. Maybe it’s because of the return to school (after over a decade). Maybe it’s just because my ever-increasing repertoire of grey hairs is making me feel old. Or maybe it’s because the kids are getting old enough that we can actually start introducing them to some of the kid things we like. Who knows. But I’ve added “Getting Jiggy With It” to my Grooveshark playlist. And I’ve been thinking a lot about this kind of stuff:
Do you remember Mathnet? Ya, you know Mathnet. Monday and Frankley solve “crimes” using geometry and calculators.
I loooved that show. Because I was a big nerd. I’m still a big nerd, but now that I’m grown up (and married to another nerd) it doesn’t matter so much.
The nerdy Mr. Fair and I actually bonded early in our relationship over the revelation that we both grew up wanting to be marine biologists thanks to “Danger Bay.” The fact that Grant Roberts was a veterinarian, not a marine biologist seems to have escaped both of our notices. Neither of us did become marine biologists, but we’re actually planning to retire to an Island off of Vancouver, and I can’t claim I don’t secretly dream of rescuing seals and busting polluters when we do.
I also loved Star Trek. TNG, of course. With Voyager in second place, and DS9 a distant third. The original series was just before my time. I’ve always wanted to own a Star Trek uniform. If I did, it would be blue. And now that I actually do own an iPad, I totally pretend I’m sitting in 10-Forward, looking at subspace messages on it. Also, the fact my smartphone has an app that takes my heart rate just by touching my finger to it makes me think of it more as a Tricorder than a phone.
And although this is not nerdy at all… I’ve been seriously jonesing for a Lick-M-Aid lately. That one has to stay under wraps. I can’t give Little Man any more reasons to pester me for sugar.