October 10, 2012 9 Comments
“Boys seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses.”
If that were true, it would be a sad day for geeks. Luckily, Ms. Parker was wrong, or things have changed a lot in the seventy-five years since she penned that little piece of advice.
Face it: geeks are everywhere. They’re not just basement-dwelling hermits hiding behind their keyboards anymore. As long as you have an intensity and passion for any given topic, you can become a geek. It’s not regulated to the ones and zeros of the computer anymore. Comic book nerds can give you the story behind the inception of The Avengers, foodies are out for there searching out their next culinary highs, fashionistas are looking for the next cut of cloth. Geekdom has invaded nearly every facet of popular culture.
Where did it all start? This geekcpetance, this nerdvana. Growing up as an extremely introverted, four-eyed, metal mouth, I’d like to claim the 1980s was our time. In 1984, a brave new world opened up with Revenge of the Nerds (or as I call it these days, Count the Felonies). We saw new heroes arise: Gilbert and Lewis, who showed us what brothers in arms could do, Lamar, whose ‘fuck you if you don’t like me’ attitude gave us the courage to be ourselves, and even Poindexter, with his mad violin skills. Characters who stood at the podium and proudly proclaimed “There are more of us than there are of you”. And then there was The Breakfast Club, where we learned that even Physics Club is social. “Demented and sad, but social.” And whose heart didn’t flutter when Jake Ryan stepped up to pick the socially-awkward, book-smart Samantha?
Yes, smart and passionate are not mutually exclusive, and combined? Lethal. Sexy. Hot as hell. Glasses being a deal-breaker? I don’t think so. No, I prefer this little nugget I found out there in the interwebs:
“Glasses kick assess and are hot to the masses.”
If you’re like Ash in The Party Boy’s Guide to Dating a Geek, hug, well, hug your geek, but thank a Boomer. They’re the ones that made Anthony Michael Hall and Matthew Broderick sex symbols.
Ashley Byrne only wants one thing in life: to finish his tattoo apprenticeship and fulfill his dream of owning his own shop. In the meantime, he spends his nights partying, flirting, and having sex. After all, what else is there for him to worry about? Aside from his hair and his clothes, not much. He’s hot, and rest assured no one knows it better than him. He’s also used to getting what he wants—until he meets Felipe Navarro. Fee Navarro has everything he needs: a great IT job, a nice apartment, and all the high-tech toys his geeky heart could ever want. He doesn’t do casual, and he knows guys like Ash are nothing but. Ash may burn hot for Fee, but Fee isn’t willing to take a chance on a vain, little party boy with too many tats and an oversized ego. He wants someone to share his life with, and he won’t settle for anything less. Too bad Ash has never been the type to give up easily. He has a plan, and he’s not stopping until he proves he’s more than just a pretty face—he’s someone worthy of winning Fee’s heart.