Full-Time Nerd: An Apology

Please disregard the infrequency of posts lately. I'm hoping that this piece will provide an explanation, or at the very least a plausible excuse.

 

My career - the one that supports my real career of swooning over back issues and developing thumb calluses - is complicated, to say the least. It’s in the throes of its growing pains, and has me extremely involved in every aspect of the business. As of midnight tonight, I am sending out e-mails, placing the final touches on one of my many proposals, planning the summer company picnic, and generally worrying about how thieves can better steal our money. The joys of a start-up, and I strangely don’t mean that sarcastically.

 

Instead of succumbing to the perils of Facebook during breaks though, I use my time to write these articles in the hopes that critics and bloggers alike will take my work semi-seriously. In truth, the writing is the easy part; the research, reception, and execution of the articles is what takes planning and forethought. Essentially, I’m trying to sound as knowledgeable as possible without spelling like a third grader on the most popular subjects in all of media right now.

 

...while all of my friends have made the trip to a bar that was literally named after my three favorite things accompanied by an ampersand, then ceremoniously moving onto fights with aggressively mechanical cattle.

 

There's a lot to sacrifice when you're a full-time nerd.

 

Most people have an on/off switch for their nerdy tendencies, meaning that they can function for more than twelve parsecs without making a pop culture reference. Damn it.

 

It’s a luxury and a curse to be in this type of business, and it is only now that my work life and my nerd life is crossing streams in a detrimental fashion. This, at first, was a light hobby of mine: pick up a couple of comics in the month, play a few hours on my Game Boy Pocket, work on my wrist strength for dice rolls. Along this path, I gained knowledge in all things geek, and that knowledge started deleting other learned concepts, like basic algebra and photography lab. Soon, my hobby turned into a passion, and that passion turned into a lifestyle. And now? Now you’re reading this pile of streaming nerd-consciousness because you value my opinion somewhat. And people think I turned down the wrong path somewhere.

 

What I’m trying to do is apologize. Is that not coming across right now?

 

I’m sorry that we are a little lax sometimes with website content, or that the podcast isn’t up to your standard at points. We’re caught at that awkward middle-stage of geek, having the power to impart critical and oftentimes silly views to others, while not being anywhere near the level where we get to rival San Diego Comic Con with exclusives and laser tag. Most of the time it’s incredibly frustrating; this middle-stage often involves neglecting family and friends, while not getting to experience pop culture in a way where I’m not nitpicking plot changes or criticizing the role of women and minorities. I’m like a mediocre Shift Lead for Geek Information: just enough power to get to make some daily choices, but nowhere near my next promotion to Nerd-Management.

 

But then there are times of clarity, times where people respond, and it’s completely worth all of the hard work. Whether it’s leaving a thoughtful comment about women and cosplaying or favoriting an article I poured my passion into on Twitter, it leads me to believe that I’m not only willing a personal dream into existence, but I’m contributing to a culture that has shaped my very essence. It’s humbling, to say the absolute least.

 

So thank you for your patience, your kind (or unkind to Cole) words, and most of all, your passion and willingness to listen. It’s because of you that we will be working harder in the coming months, and the only thing we ask for is your continual intellectual and inspiring support. And, you know, tell your friends about us and stuff.