The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Nerds, geeks and dorks – oh my!

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Yeah, so, have you noticed that all the asthma inhalers are sold out at the drug stores? Are you’re overhearing people say things such as “cosplay” and “chaotic neutral” and “Game of Thrones?” Are you seeing more people than usual dressed up as Stormtroppers?

Well, that’s because Wondercon is happening this weekend in San Francisco. And tomorrow mighty, mighty good man David and I grabbing our 20-sided dice and checking it out.

Why? Because we want to be with our people, that’s why … jerk. We’re dorks. We’re nerds. We’re geeks. Well, I am, anyway.

Sadly, I’m already too pregnant to pull off my Princess Leia gold bikini costume. I could try to wear it but then some nerd would say, “Why are you dressed up as Jabba the Hutt wearing Princess Leia’s bikini?” My self esteem can’t take that kind of criticism.

There are a lot of panels and booths, but I’m really going for the people watching. Sure, I could get Peter Mayhew’s autograph, but I don’t think I can handle meeting the man inside the Chewbecca costume. I might start freaking out like a kid going to see Santa.

There is going to a screening of exclusive footage from the movie “Cowboys & Aliens,” which I will absolutely be seeing in the theater because it has cowboys AND aliens in it. And there’s a workshop called “R2-D2 Droid Building Basics.” Like I need a workshop to build a robot … If that whiny bitch Anakin can build one in “Phantom Menace” then I can build one, too.

I am bringing my camera, so hopefully I will get some delightfully nerdy shots to share. May The Force be with me!

David, left, and I at last year's Wondercon. (Photo by Scott Beale / Laughing Squid - Yes, OK, that's not really us ... but it might as well be.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

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