I don’t know how I got all those hits but I’m sure some of them were because you put me on your blogroll.

Seriously, congrats. I know what you speak of when you talk about the joy of blogging. It has really enriched my life as well…it’s also given me all kinds of wonderful reasons to put off actual screenwriting too! Ha!

I can’t really think of a truly nerdy moment as, like your husband said about you, my life is pretty much one great big nerdy moment from start to finish!

Oh, wait, I did crap my pants at K-Mart one time, as an adult…does that count? 🙂

BTW: I’m from a big family of boys and we all had about the same waist size. Mom did the laundry and keeping straight whose underwear was whose was near impossible, so she marked them with our names.

So, the night I went out partying with Candice and her friends, we were in her Dad’s truck that seats eight. I had to lean forward really far to get to the cassettes in the case on the floor. Everyone, including Candice, started laughing their asses off. The band on my underwear was exposed and they all saw my name written there. Mom had added a heart on them as well.

Couldn’t deal. Walked four miles to get home.

That was the last time I saw Candice.

Yes, I thought it was cool when I saw your first blogoversary was only two days before mine! I guess it’s nerds of a feather and all that.

Thank you for your kind words. You were my first regular commenter and first person to put me on your blogroll so I’m indebted to you. On days when it was hard for me to write, I thought, “I have to write something, at least for Shell, who’ll be visiting.”

You definitely get extra nerd points for once being the star electronic organist. I didn’t even know such a term existed! Your story reminded me of when I was young, taking piano lessons and learning English. I misheard a lot of words. I used to get very confused about why people kept calling me something that I could’ve sworn was the male member. I also thought lawyers were talking about their organs every time they mentioned penal codes. It was a very confusing time for me.

As for your dress, I think it sounds pretty and I would’ve worn it to the dance, too, if I had one like it. I wore a really loud Hawaiian shirt and surfing shorts to a party once because someone told me it was a Hawaiian-themed party. They were kidding. So I was the boob in the loud outfit but oddly enough, I had fun. I think the shirt busted through my wallflower tendencies, at least for the night.

To win you either “survived” roughly 8 fights against your opponent’s “bad guys” or killed (or corrupted) your foe’s “goodies”… It’s tough to explain without the cards 😉

As for nerdy stories: ahem. Well, on top of always being studious and having my nose permanently attached to a book, I was a star electronic organist while growing up. {Do I score extra nerd points for using ‘star’ and ‘electronic organist’ in the same sentence?} You can imagine the snickers in primary school?

“She’s good at playing with organs.”

“Is that like being good at playing with a [insert name of male body part here that rhymes with pianist?” Guffaw!!!

Then there was my first dance in Year 8 at secondary school. I didn’t have a date but turned up hopeful of having one by the end of proceedings. I wore a dress that I thought was irresistible: slightly off the shoulder with pretty flowers all over it and frills. One of the girls came up to me half way through the night and said, “Hey, see that guy over there? He asked who the girl was who turned up in her nightie. I told him to shut up, you’re one of my friends!” Cell phones were not invented back then. I had to stay for the rest of the dance, thinking all the cool kids were laughing at me in my ‘nightie’. Sigh. {To heck with them. It was a lovely dress!}

Congrats again, PCN! And thanks for having such a generous giveaway!