
If you asked RDA his opinion of that, do you think he would say something along the lines of “Well, it’s nice to get out of the box occasionally I suppose.” ? ** Mailbag question ** He lived in the Dreamhouse and rode around in the pink corvette quite a bit. In fact, Jack was Barbie’s boyfriend for awhile. My daughter gets the geeky stuff a bit because we used to watch Stargate together. I never got into comics, but I have 2 action figures: Captain Jean-Luc Picard and Colonel Jack O’Neill.
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I believe my phrase was “I have to maintain my geek cred” and my daughter cracked up at the notion of the existence of geek cred. Who Van Gogh painting of an exploding Tardis. Joe – Geek Cred? I used that exact phrase when explaining to my daughter why I now have a framed poster of the Dr. But to answer your last question: Yes, I have seen Phantasm. It all comes down to timing – when I decide to do a mailbag and how far back through the comments section I decide to go. Luis811 – I’m not ducking your questions. Now that I think about it, yes, I do have some Geek Cred – certainly enough to help me get by in the event I need to go undercover among them.
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My crawlspace is packed full of toys, action figures and, of course, a staggering number of supervillain statues. My anime library now boasts over 3000 titles. properties – turned into a expensive, time-consuming hobby. What started as a practical exercise – a desire to learn Japanese AND identify some potential live-action t.v.


Anyone remember Battle Beyond the Stars? The Green Slime? Gamera? When I wasn’t going to the movies, I was staying at home, catching the Saturday creature double feature that spotlighted the very best (and worst) in Hollywood scifi. Yes, I was a huge fan of SF films, especially the grandaddy of them all – Star Wars – which I must have seen about twenty times as a kid. Sure, looking back now the productions were mighty cheesy, but there’s something endearing about those old scifi shows that cause me to stop and watch every time I’m channel surfing. While my elementary school classmates were playing hockey, I was home reading Asimov, Bradbury, and Clarke. I was introduced to the classics by my mother who sought to foster my love for books at an early age. My best friend’s folks, similarly frustrated, responded by locking up his Dungeon Master Guide and player stats in the family safe. While my charming goblin thief, Delfoss Draco, ran roughshod over unwary NPC’s, my parents fretted over all that time wasted (and classes unwittingly missed). I may have never played World of Warcraft, but I was a huge gamer when it came to its predecessor, THE role-playing game of the 80’s, D&D. Sure, my tastes may have changed, but still, every Wednesday I’m like a kid in a, er, comic shop. Unlike many adults, however, I continue to read them. Like many kids, I grew up reading comic books. Geek? Pseudo-geek? Misunderstood innocent? You decide… But, upon further reflection, I can see how certain of my interests, past and present, could lead the dispassionate observer to conclude as much.

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