The Geeks Shall Inherit the Earth.
Angelina and I enjoyed a night out at the theatre this evening. These days I get most of my culture via yogurt, so this was a chance for me to act civilized and behave like an adult. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
The show we saw is titled "Ghosts in Love". However this is not about the show, really, it's about accordians and the people who play them.
One of the musicians appearing in Ghosts in Love is Moshe Renert. We saw his accordian before we saw him, but we both knew, before he ever picked up his instrument, that he was the accordian player. He is, among other things, a mathmatics educator. Oy vay! An accordian playing math teacher.....
My darling Christine, the light of my life, was an accordian player. Now she plays the piano, and I, thankfully, will never, ever have to listen to her get through a polka. Chris is also an uber-techie. Computers, iPods, video games, anything electronic makes her swoon.
See where I'm going with this?
Just like 40 is the new 30, geeks are the new hotties. Everyone wants a geek or two (one for back-up in emergency situations) in their circle of friends. Computers are the great equalizer.....and geeks rule!
But I digress......
Can you imagine the horror a parent must feel when a child comes home from school (probably late, having stayed for chess club or non-credit honours ancient history) only to announce that she/he wants to take up the accordian? The poor parent thought it was bad enough when her/his kid begged for braces, insisted on carrying a Bill Nye the Science Guy lunch box....in the eleventh grade, started knitting, then insisted on private latin lessons as well as his/her tap dance classes, but now the final straw, the accordian.....patron instrument of geekdom. What would the neighbors say?
My own personal geek has a Master's degree in History. She drives a Grand Marquise that looks like a police ghost car, and brags about its "solid American steel". She wears a Tilley hat with the brim turned up (think Gilligan) and would still wear her god-awful white Sorrel winter boots if they hadn't managed to finally get "lost" in one of our moves.
She is obsessed with computer weather alerts, even though she hates to go outside. She's addicted to Super Mario. She loves the music of folk singers only seven people in the entire world have ever heard....the more earnest the singer, the more torturous the lyrics the better. Add to this the Sleep Apnea machine and all its accompanying gear, the night splint for Plantar fasciitis, the addictions to lip balm (we almost had a national crisis when recently we couldn't find a store with Natural Ice lip balm in stock) kleenex and hand cream, and you understand my dilemma.
I've lost Christine to the Geek Side.
I have one piece of advice to parents out there....
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be accordianists.
The show we saw is titled "Ghosts in Love". However this is not about the show, really, it's about accordians and the people who play them.
One of the musicians appearing in Ghosts in Love is Moshe Renert. We saw his accordian before we saw him, but we both knew, before he ever picked up his instrument, that he was the accordian player. He is, among other things, a mathmatics educator. Oy vay! An accordian playing math teacher.....
My darling Christine, the light of my life, was an accordian player. Now she plays the piano, and I, thankfully, will never, ever have to listen to her get through a polka. Chris is also an uber-techie. Computers, iPods, video games, anything electronic makes her swoon.
See where I'm going with this?
Just like 40 is the new 30, geeks are the new hotties. Everyone wants a geek or two (one for back-up in emergency situations) in their circle of friends. Computers are the great equalizer.....and geeks rule!
But I digress......
Can you imagine the horror a parent must feel when a child comes home from school (probably late, having stayed for chess club or non-credit honours ancient history) only to announce that she/he wants to take up the accordian? The poor parent thought it was bad enough when her/his kid begged for braces, insisted on carrying a Bill Nye the Science Guy lunch box....in the eleventh grade, started knitting, then insisted on private latin lessons as well as his/her tap dance classes, but now the final straw, the accordian.....patron instrument of geekdom. What would the neighbors say?
My own personal geek has a Master's degree in History. She drives a Grand Marquise that looks like a police ghost car, and brags about its "solid American steel". She wears a Tilley hat with the brim turned up (think Gilligan) and would still wear her god-awful white Sorrel winter boots if they hadn't managed to finally get "lost" in one of our moves.
She is obsessed with computer weather alerts, even though she hates to go outside. She's addicted to Super Mario. She loves the music of folk singers only seven people in the entire world have ever heard....the more earnest the singer, the more torturous the lyrics the better. Add to this the Sleep Apnea machine and all its accompanying gear, the night splint for Plantar fasciitis, the addictions to lip balm (we almost had a national crisis when recently we couldn't find a store with Natural Ice lip balm in stock) kleenex and hand cream, and you understand my dilemma.
I've lost Christine to the Geek Side.
I have one piece of advice to parents out there....
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be accordianists.
posted by Alphamutt at 10:49 PM
3 Comments:
ok. for the technopeasants out there it is an iPod...not an I-Pod or an IPod or any other variation....
Chris...the Uber-Geek!!
you think you acted like an adult? oh my. you pressed the light on your watch every 10 seconds, you tried to read a magazine, that you picked up at the theater, in the dark, you bit your nails, and i know you were rolling your eyes. not that i was much better, but atleast i am not saying i was the perfect audience member. lol. such fun.
Geeks Rule!
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