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Chuck me.

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Hey, what are you watching?

"Hey, what are you watching?"

Season finales. I love them. They’re the show’s last chance before the network decides whether or not they’re going to ax it. In the case of Chuck, that’s exactly what they were going for. Their last hurrah of sorts. While I only started watching this show just recently, it’s become apparent for nerds, like me, to watch it. It tells a gripping tale of the protagonist, Chuck, who had an intersect downloaded into his head. Basically, it’s just a computer containing all the government’s secrets. Two spies are sent to keep a constant eye on him. One is a tough guy named Casey who is sent to work with him. The other is a sultry princess with looks that are beyond any actual person named Sarah.

I would do dirty, dirty things to/for this woman. Like her laundry!

I would do dirty, dirty things to this woman.

Chuck and Sarah stage a fictional relationship for this to seem normal. Aside from all the danger and chaos they get into, it has got its sappy moments as well. One of the best things about this show is that it has the same producer as the O.C. (Which you all secretly love, except you Benjamin. We all know you love it.), so the music is guaranteed to be awesome. At least until the third season when Marissa dies.

Whooops.

Whooops. Did I spoil this?

So the second season starts to wrap up with Chuck finding out more about his sometimes non-existent father. It turns out that it’s his father, who he hardly knew, that built the intersect. And, something that pleased Chuck very much, his father that got the intersect out of his head. Chuck never really saw himself as a spy, mainly because he has a body type that resembles mine. And it’s not like I’m a moonlight spy. Or am I???? No, I’m actually not. The last episode consists of Chuck’s sister finally getting married. It was a huge thing for their dad to be there, so it was Chuck who brought them together. Behind the scenes, there was another intersect being created throughout the series. An even better one. It was supposed to get implanted in the head of Chuck’s pseudo best friend who sent him the intersect in the first place. With an awesome cameo by Chevy Chase.

Not actually that awesome.

Not actually that awesome.

Crazier things start to happen. Chevy wants the intersect for some reason, the CIA wants Chuck’s friend to have it, it gets a little weird, but I’m totally into it. Basically, the wedding gets ruined by these two idiots.

Youve got a drunk and an indian lesbian.

You've got a drunk and an indian lesbian.

But Chevy is actually to blame as they had to stall for Chuck. I’d like to tell you the end, but the last 5 minutes are really the pivotal part of the series. The reason why NBC shouldn’t ax this fucking awesomely monumental show. I guess you’ll just have to watch it yourself. But seriously, is this isn’t reason enough to watch it?

Every nerd herds fantasy

Every nerd herd's fantasy

Next up, Heroes!

Talk nerdy to me.

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So when I returned from vacation the other day, tired and weary, dreading the return to work, I discovered some books waiting for me on my desk. Normally, this would be a great thing. I’m a big fan of books as a present for just about any occasion, along with knowledge, money, and sexual acts (for gratitude, naturally), but books is probably the most useful long term out of all of those, if you think about it realistically (and if you’re wondering what the worst gift you can give someone, it’s simple: a McDonald’s Arch card because that just says matter of factly that I hate you, get fat, and then die, please).

So there I am, looking at all these books, and excited. “Books, fuck yeah!” is what I believe I said. Then I saw the books, which were:

Nerd In Shining Armor.

Nerd Gone Wild.

Nerds Like It Hot.

Gone With The Nerd.

And last but not least, my favorite of the bad puns as titles, The Nerd Who Loved Me, all by an author named Vicki Lewis Thompson.

Apparently I need to go do some work on my image and what people around here think of me. Fuckers. But I’m also amazed that someone found a niche in the usual harlequin market of trashy romance novels for a little nerd lovin’. There’s two other books in the series that aren’t pictured above (nor were waiting for me), including My Nerdy Valentine and Talk Nerdy To Me.

But in actuality, this nerd thing being fetishized in such a manner kind of bothers, me probably the same as anytime a cute girl with glasses goes to bed with a guy and he tells her, “Leave them on.” Just… different. This idea of the nerd, this very Rick Moranis-esque/Revenge Of The Nerds type idea of the guy who looks like Rivers Cuomo and has shitty social skills and questionable hygiene and zero to no luck with girls is outdated and tired. Especially in a world where Rivers Cuomo is a rock star and probably gets a lot of action, when he’s not chasing down and being scary to Asian girls or going celibate. Or especially in a world where if you have enough cash then then, and let’s face it, you get whatever the fuck you want. 

from here.

To me, as annoying as he was, Seth Cohen from The OC made a kind of sense, but that show Chuck or The Big Bang Theory doesn’t for the very same reason. Everywhere you go, there’ds nerds. Everyone’s a nerd these days. You’re probably sleeping with a nerd right now, or relishing in your own happy nerd tendencies. The idea of the nerd as a lonely outsider is ridiculous, and the eccentric, eclectic obsessive type is becoming far more prevalent these days in our society. In fact, the other day I was talking to this beautiful young woman I had just meant who told me she absolutely loved Quentin Tarantino and couldn’t wait for Inglorious Basterds. It took me a while to politely say that I didn’t want anybody in my life who was looking forward to another film from that guy.

This super nerd came up when I was google image searching a Sixteen Candles quote earlier.

My feelings on this subject are not easy to articulate or define, especially growing up pretty much as a nerd, but I’m glad to see that the nerds haven’t so much taken over, but they’ve gone corporate. It’s cool to be a nerd now, to an extent. Humanity’s getting faster and stupider, and they’re doing it in a nerdier style (it’s important to establish here that the word “nerd” doesn’t neccessarily connotate “smart”). And if there’s one thing that the nerds, the whatever the not-nerds call themselves, and the Irish all have in common, it’s alcohol, so…

Happy St. Patricks’ Day!