Showing posts with label geek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label geek. Show all posts

Friday, 16 October 2026

More About Me, Me and Me

Welcome to a sunny South Manchester, where the blue sky and clouds look wonderful until you step outside and find that the temperature is slowly dropping inexorably as autumn draws on and we start thinking about winter. It was very pleasant for my walk this morning though.

Let’s dive straight into some silly questions from Sunday Stealing.  

(1) Describe yourself in three words.

I think I’ve answered this before and the words I chose were “realistic”, “content” and “nice”. I must have been feeling a little more sensible than I usually am when I wrote that so I will pick three different words for this post as I am feeling a little daft today.

Weird – I like weird books, movies and music and I have a weird sense of humour. Mrs PM is always telling me to “stop being weird”. When I say “weird” I don’t mean that I like to kneel naked in the back garden at midnight on every solstice praying to Gaia. I don’t think I look weird either. I just am a little weird – or perhaps “eccentric” is a better word to use. 

Geek – this is related to “weird” in a sense because I would fit into the world of The Big Bang Theory perfectly as a fifth member who wasn’t as intelligent as the four main protagonists (I don’t have a doctorate in theoretical physics – just a BSc with Honours in Computational and Statistical Science). The fact that I worked in IT for forty years compounds this. I like to think of myself as a not so powerful “Powernerd” as depicted in this song by Devin Townsend. 

Funny-ish – I can be funny when I want to be – but, mostly, when I don’t mean to be. For example, I sometimes allow myself to speak before my brain has actually thought about what I am going to actually say, i.e. the filter between my thoughts and words occasionally has a glitch. The result is that I say something absurd and people still remind me to this day about some of the things I have said in the past. 

(2) What's your favourite dish at your favourite restaurant? 

This is a difficult question because it’s tough to tell you what my favourite restaurant is. I have several local restaurants that I like as well as some in the city centre. I will pick one though because recently I had a lamb shank rogan josh in a local Indian restaurant that was absolutely divine. I will definitely have that next time I go there. 

(3) Did you set goals for 2026? If yes, how are you proceeding toward them?

When I retired I set up a routine that would enable me to pursue my hobbies and keep myself entertained on a day to day basis. I have set myself the target of writing a (sort of) travel memoir and a novel but neither will be finished by the end of 2026, even though they are progressing slowly. I would say that they might be completed in a year or two – maybe. 

The most unlikely goal I set myself was to use my synthesiser to complete and record an original instrumental song by the end of the year. Bearing in mind that I am still struggling to teach myself the piano, I regarded this as the most unlikely thing to complete. But, dear reader, I have managed to record not one but TWO songs on my Digital Audio Workshop, with a third and fourth being worked on. Now, the two songs can be improved and I am thinking about how to do that without ruining them. If I am feeling very brave, I might try to convert them to mp3’s and share them on this very blog at the end of the year. 

If I don’t – it’s not because I haven’t completed them – it’s because I am worried about people saying that they are rubbish (which of course they will be). 

(4) What's something you have learned the hard way?

 I’ve worked with some wonderful people in my career but, as is always the case, I have encountered some (and let’s be kind to them here) “bad eggs” amongst them. 

When I was young and naïve, I didn’t really know how to deal with toxic people, especially if they were higher up the food chain and this led me to start questioning both my ability and my own personality. 

And then I had a “Eureka moment” when I had had enough and simply confronted one particularly nasty person about his attitude to me and indeed others. In many ways, that was cathartic and I behaved differently to any similar people I met later in life. 

Basically, I didn’t take any shit from these arseholes and they rarely made life hard for me after that. Of course, there were toxic arseholes I encountered outside work but they are easy to deal with because you just avoid them like the plague. These days I can spot them a mile off – and there are loads of them knocking about – especially in the world of politics and celebrity. 

(5) If you could skip one item on today's to-do list, what would it be?

My routine prohibits me from doing that. Routine is the best defence against procrastination and I have had a real problem with that in the past. Actually, that’s not true – I still have a problem with it now and sometimes even my routine can’t help. 

That said ...

Whilst I have been writing this post, I’ve heard the washing machine signal that its current cycle has finished and I can almost hear the remaining clothes in the linen basket screaming at me saying “It’s our turn now”, while, in my head, Captain Procrastination is saying “Ignore them – just do it tomorrow and watch an episode of Supernatural instead.”

It can ALWAYS wait until tomorrow in his head – and now in mine too.

Damn you Captain Procrastination. 


Tuesday, 23 July 2013

The Geek


I have a confession to make.

Some of you may already suspect this but I am going to tell everybody anyway.

I think I am a geek.

There – I’ve said it. And do you know what? I don’t really care.

Some of you may disagree with me, based on some of the crap I’ve written in previous posts, but for you doubters out there I have compiled proof that I am indeed a geek.

I wear glasses. 

With that statement I can imagine that there are rational people all over the world complaining that if you wear glasses it doesn’t necessarily mean you have crossed the nerd line into fully fledged geekdom.  There may be an element of truth in what you say, particularly since wearing spectacles became cool some time in the last ten to twenty years, partly because super cool and extremely handsome celebrities started to wear them.

When wearing glasses became cool...
I didn’t start wearing them to look cool; I was forced to wear them as an 8 year old and there have been many years of pain because of them. Believe me in 1970 wearing glasses WAS NOT COOL! I had to suffer lots of abuse such as "Hello Four Eyes!".

Glasses added more to my geekness than just appearance. For instance, I love football but playing football in glasses is not only stupid but also likely to get them destroyed by a wayward ball blasted at your face from close range. Without glasses I may as well not bother because I simply cannot to see a ball hurtling towards my face until it is around two feet away, by which time it is far too late.

And this is why glasses wearing geeks are crap at sport. They simply can’t see and therefore have to pursue more cerebral pastimes.

I have abominable hair.

If left unchecked my already unmanageable hair mutates into a blonde mess that kind people would say is a white afro. Sadly most people just say “get your hair cut you bloody freak”. Combined with my glasses my long curly hair makes me look like an insane version of Einstein without the vast intellect and vast moustache.



I have played dungeons and dragons.

In my youth I succumbed to temptation and joined a bunch of sad individuals in a basement room in the student union at Liverpool University and played a stupid role playing game consisting of cards and dice whereupon I did battle with crazy imaginary creatures such as gargoyles, goblins and griffons. I found myself arguing with another sad individual about who should open an imaginary door and confront the troll we knew was lurking behind.

I am ashamed. 
I have since seen the light and although it was 32 years ago, I still cringe inwardly when the memory surfaces of rolling dice to help me fight a dragon. 
Maybe there’s hope for me.

I love science fiction.
I love science fiction so much that I actively spend my time surfing the internet looking for information about my favourite science fiction TV shows and sequels to my favourite geeky movies.
I have leapt on my soapbox to point out flaws in movies like Jurassic Park and Independence Day because of plot holes so vast you could steer a planet through them. I have watched all manner of garbage on the SyFy channel in the hope that it can satisfy my weird craving for wonderful monsters, aliens and space operas.
Some of my favourite authors write vast series of novels with more than a thousand pages in each book spanning millennia and universes.
I love shows like Star Trek and Dr Who and avidly watch any other strange series that come to my attention.
I draw the line at visiting conventions dressed as my favourite characters – thankfully.

I work in IT.
In the 1970’s and 1980’s software engineering (or as it was known then computer programming) was a career reserved for geeks. Over the years, the stigma of geekdom has drifted away from IT. Nevertheless, there are still people out there who associate sitting at a desk all day, trying to get computers to do as they are told, with sad nerds.

I love gadgets.
I have a collection of gadgets that I simply cannot do without, including my smartphone, Kindle, iPod, tablet and PSP. There are numerous other gadgets knocking about my house and I am always on the lookout for the next big thing. 

I am quite clever.


One of my female friends once said to me: “I wanted to speak to you but I was scared of you.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because you look so clever.”
I have often wondered whether that was my problem with women in the past. Either I look too clever (the stereotypical mad hair and glasses as described above) or they simply don’t like geeks. 
I am quite clever but in some aspects of like I am totally thick – like dealing with and understanding the fairer sex.

I have friends who are geeks.
Not only do I have friends who are geeks, I actively join in sad conversations that only geeks understand. I also work with geeks (anybody reading this who works with me – I am not talking about you). 

And finally ...
Having said all that, there are many aspects of my life that are not geeky at all. For example, I love to go out for beers and talk about football, I used to play a fair amount of sport and I haven’t been a single man since the age of 21. 
Nevertheless, the geek within me surfaces fairly often and I spend far more of my life being a geek than not.
I guess I really am a geek.
How about you, dear reader. Are you a geek? 
Do you have geek tendencies?  
Would you confess to being a geek even if you were?
Have I made a colossal mistake admitting to a personality that exhibits elements of geekdom?
Do I care if people think I am a geek because of this post? 
Probably not – because I think being a geek is OK!!