Whew! Is it a little warm in here to anyone else? That's a whole lot o' hotness in one photo. Yet my vote belongs to the British Dish who played Scotty:
Go ahead and judge me. I don't care. See, my weakness has always been and will always be the off beat funny intellectuals/brains/nerds. If a man can make me laugh while holding an intelligent conversation, he will forever have a diligent devotee in me (just ask my husband). I thrive off geek vibes, and don't even get me started on what happens to me when I find out a fella can write code. Perhaps it is because I am finally finding my way around the nerding world.
My own geeky tendencies have always existed, but alas, I lived in a time and place where being popular was life or death and those kids (the ones who got to wear Reebok double-tongued shoes instead of the no label versions my mom tried to convince me were the exact same thing) found my habit of pretending to be Wonder Woman absurd. They certainly didn't share my elation at the discovery of The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi when I was twelve (imagine my mother holding out on me this quite vital information-she knew that New Hope VHS was wearing thin I watched it so much), and naturally the popular kids steered clear of SF and fantasy (How do you not find dragons cool?). What was a four-eyed, brace-face to do?
I shoved all these interests way down deep inside in hopes that I could better blend in with the crowd. However, what I discovered was that the intricate worlds of comic book heroes peaked my interest then and definitely now more than before, and I bemoan the fact that I didn't immerse myself into that culture when I was younger. Eagerly I await the release of the final installment of Harry Potter and Jackson's The Hobbit (don't think I'm not also keeping tabs on the Star Trek sequel). Since my passion for Jim Henson has been a constant in life, Labyrinth and The Dark Crystal rate at the top of my fave fantasy films. My two-year-old son can quote Yoda for goodness sake! Of course this also means that the pull toward the clever comic relief (most often a nerd in his own right) in films, television, and real life is too great to ignore.
With that said, I heard Simon Pegg on one of the various talk radio stations my husband insists on listening to in the car. Now, I was well aware of Mr. Pegg before Star Trek (if you haven't seen any of his other films, I'm not sure we can be friends anymore), and his interview promoting his biography only whetted my appetite for more. As of 9:30 this morning I am the proud owner of:
I can't start reading it quite yet because I have to finish a book for my book club. However, I am nearly busting at the seams in anticipation of the amount of aforementioned "geek vibes" that will pour forth from these pages and into my soul. Mr. Pegg if your book delivers like I hope it will, very shortly you will have one new loyal fan admiring you from Dallas, Texas!
*The problem with this statements is that only one of my dearest girl friends will have seen Star Trek because we are the duo of nerds in our group, and I have a feeling she too would pick Simon Pegg.
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