In a work online meeting today, a coworker said he's taking Friday off to go see Dune II. I asked if he was going to get a sandworm popcorn bucket; he laughed and said he didn't think it was an AMC movie theater. Nobody else in the meeting had heard about the bucket, which is basically the head of the sandworm and a view into its gullet sealed on top of the container. I said eating popcorn from that would mean sticking your hand into its gaping maw, but it would be a neat memento. It then spun off into riffing on Dune, where I remembered the term for "that needle thing" (the gom jabbar), debated the Lynch versus Villeneuve pronunciation of Bene Gesserit and Harkonnen, and how many books in the series I made it through (5? 6? The misogyny wore me down).
Another coworker commented that he didn't know I was such a nerd, to which I laughed and said "You have no idea." What I didn't say was that he could probably bring together at least three or four of our coworkers and they still wouldn't add up to how nerdy I am. (Never get into a nerd flex contest with a fangirl when cred is on the line.)
Another coworker commented that he didn't know I was such a nerd, to which I laughed and said "You have no idea." What I didn't say was that he could probably bring together at least three or four of our coworkers and they still wouldn't add up to how nerdy I am. (Never get into a nerd flex contest with a fangirl when cred is on the line.)