I Offer More Proof
>> Thursday, January 05, 2006
One night, not so long ago, I was talking to my sister-in-law and said called Doug a geek. This is something I do fairly often, and quite often to his face. It is more a term of endearment than anything else.
"Doesn't Doug get upset when you call him a geek? she asked.
"No, why should he? He is a geek. He calls himself a geek."
"I know, but it just doesn't seem very nice," she replied.
Hmmm. I really hadn't thought about how anyone outside our relationship might interpret my calling him a geek. Maybe I should stop.
But, I do have more proof (as if any were needed!).
Our new home has a wet bar in the basement. We recently purchased bar stools. Seating is quite comfortable. Doug installed a computer, complete with internet connection, at the end of the bar. You know, just in case drunken facts must be confirmed. Or maybe a hot game of Scrabble has broken out and spelling of a word must be checked. Or for drunken blogging.
Oh, yeah. He's a geek.
