Nerd - The Next Generation
"Bye Mummy, Bye Daddy"...and we were off.
Faster than a premature gentleman in a hurry.
Child handballed to Nanna it was our chance for a Chapel Street Collectables Extravaganza...of sorts.
The Wiggles were ejected from the car CD player, the radio was left off and we hit the road.
The Wiggles were ejected in case we decided to check the weather and turned the radio on..one can never be too careful.
Dodging the endless supply of try-hards and legitimate rich snobbery, we began at the nice end of Chapel Street and made our way through to the not so nice end. Sunny Windsor.
First thing we noticed was that all the collector's shops were actually closed. RIPPER.
Nice start to the trip.
We parked and began our stroll.
Alternate Worlds - Opens Sunday 12pm.
"Well, I guess nerds sleep in on sunday after a late night playing D&D" I said
"Or surfing for porn" says K
"Please" I say "Don't underestimate how much more important game playing is than porn to a nerd"
"What?" says K
"It's true, a good night of killin' is far more satisfying than a successful porn surf for the average nerd"
We moved on...perhaps one of the other stores will be open.
Comics R Us.
Strictly no food or drink in the store - Opens Sundays 12pm.
"How can I not take food in if I can't get in to not bring in the food?" we pondered.
On to Just Collectables.
Wow...open!
Sundays - Opens 11am. How civilized.
So many things, so many toys, so much money.
Sure, we drooled on most of their merchadise, but the prices were so outrageous we had our chuckle whist privately thinking "I wish I had some money to waste in this place."
The shoppy was doing his best on the phone to sound like Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons.
"No....I'm afraid I have promised that piece to one of my most LOYAL customers and I really cannot sell it to you. Good day"
next call
"No....I'm afraid I have promised that piece to one of my most LOYAL customers and I really cannot sell it to you. Good day"
Sigh...it seems his loyal customers are in a good position. The opportunity to spend twice as much as they would have to should they ever stop playing World of Warcraft and open up ebay.
We strolled over to the Chapel St Bazaar which just keeps getting poxier with every visit.
Sure, there's plenty to look at, but then we all used to stare at the Blue Bus when it went past our school too....not really a seling point.
We headed back to Comics R Us and whilst being being overwhelmed with comicy goodness, we were underwhelmed by the number of kidneys required for each copy.
Back to Alternate Worlds it was.
Upon opening the door I noticed a faint din from above.
Sure, we had to scavenge through everything on the ground floor first, and we did...picking up some nifty items in the process, but it was our journey upstairs which scared and pleased us the most.
A large group of early-mid teenage nerds.
What's the collective term, a Bullying of Nerds?
Anyway, there were heaps of them...playing some new and even more obscure than normal CCG thingy.
They spoke like us 15 years ago.
They were just as clueless about how dopey they sounded....like us 15 years ago.
They were spotty, unkempt, and best of all, they were being talked about by older nerds in much the same way I would be talking about the older nerds to nerds my own age.
It was tragic and excellent at the same time.
A new breed of nerds is alive and well and being nerdy out there as we speak.
"Nerds don't breed though" says K
"That's true...but they came from somewhere!" I say
"None of our nerd friends have nerd children though" says K
"Not yet....so these must be...NEW Nerds" I say, "The Next Generation of Nerds"
And there they were.
Not from other nerds, from genuine non-nerd folks...cos really, most nerds don't breed, nor do they get a chance to TRY and breed.
It was great.
A safe haven for the schoolyard victim. A place to be a nerd in comfort.
It's just a shame they were so GEEKY!
Faster than a premature gentleman in a hurry.
Child handballed to Nanna it was our chance for a Chapel Street Collectables Extravaganza...of sorts.
The Wiggles were ejected from the car CD player, the radio was left off and we hit the road.
The Wiggles were ejected in case we decided to check the weather and turned the radio on..one can never be too careful.
Dodging the endless supply of try-hards and legitimate rich snobbery, we began at the nice end of Chapel Street and made our way through to the not so nice end. Sunny Windsor.
First thing we noticed was that all the collector's shops were actually closed. RIPPER.
Nice start to the trip.
We parked and began our stroll.
Alternate Worlds - Opens Sunday 12pm.
"Well, I guess nerds sleep in on sunday after a late night playing D&D" I said
"Or surfing for porn" says K
"Please" I say "Don't underestimate how much more important game playing is than porn to a nerd"
"What?" says K
"It's true, a good night of killin' is far more satisfying than a successful porn surf for the average nerd"
We moved on...perhaps one of the other stores will be open.
Comics R Us.
Strictly no food or drink in the store - Opens Sundays 12pm.
"How can I not take food in if I can't get in to not bring in the food?" we pondered.
On to Just Collectables.
Wow...open!
Sundays - Opens 11am. How civilized.
So many things, so many toys, so much money.
Sure, we drooled on most of their merchadise, but the prices were so outrageous we had our chuckle whist privately thinking "I wish I had some money to waste in this place."
The shoppy was doing his best on the phone to sound like Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons.
"No....I'm afraid I have promised that piece to one of my most LOYAL customers and I really cannot sell it to you. Good day"
next call
"No....I'm afraid I have promised that piece to one of my most LOYAL customers and I really cannot sell it to you. Good day"
Sigh...it seems his loyal customers are in a good position. The opportunity to spend twice as much as they would have to should they ever stop playing World of Warcraft and open up ebay.
We strolled over to the Chapel St Bazaar which just keeps getting poxier with every visit.
Sure, there's plenty to look at, but then we all used to stare at the Blue Bus when it went past our school too....not really a seling point.
We headed back to Comics R Us and whilst being being overwhelmed with comicy goodness, we were underwhelmed by the number of kidneys required for each copy.
Back to Alternate Worlds it was.
Upon opening the door I noticed a faint din from above.
Sure, we had to scavenge through everything on the ground floor first, and we did...picking up some nifty items in the process, but it was our journey upstairs which scared and pleased us the most.
A large group of early-mid teenage nerds.
What's the collective term, a Bullying of Nerds?
Anyway, there were heaps of them...playing some new and even more obscure than normal CCG thingy.
They spoke like us 15 years ago.
They were just as clueless about how dopey they sounded....like us 15 years ago.
They were spotty, unkempt, and best of all, they were being talked about by older nerds in much the same way I would be talking about the older nerds to nerds my own age.
It was tragic and excellent at the same time.
A new breed of nerds is alive and well and being nerdy out there as we speak.
"Nerds don't breed though" says K
"That's true...but they came from somewhere!" I say
"None of our nerd friends have nerd children though" says K
"Not yet....so these must be...NEW Nerds" I say, "The Next Generation of Nerds"
And there they were.
Not from other nerds, from genuine non-nerd folks...cos really, most nerds don't breed, nor do they get a chance to TRY and breed.
It was great.
A safe haven for the schoolyard victim. A place to be a nerd in comfort.
It's just a shame they were so GEEKY!