I’m a geek. I like reading science fiction and fantasy, futzing around things that go beep, RPGing, keeping up with science and technology, and watching certain kinds of anime.
And it’s the latter that probably makes me pretty geeky — from 1983 through 1986, I followed Robotech religiously. That’s right. Not the original Macross as aired in Japan, but *Robotech*. Channel 11 (when it was still an independent station) here in the DFW Metroplex aired Robotech in the morning and then re-ran the same episode in the afternoon. I wrote down all the episode names, created a list of all the major characters, and even made a chronology of the major events in the Robotech universe.
My dad got my little brother a transformable Veritech fighter, which I’d “borrow” on a regular basis. I even *drew* the Veritech fighter, using colored pencils.
A very unusual obsession for a young teenage girl.
Fast-forward to yesterday: I come home from work, hang out with the cats in the front yard, see my other housemate arrive from home (the other members of my household are inside the house), hang out with the cat some more, and then go inside to get something to eat. As I’m eating, my housemates walk out of the bedroom area with a vase of roses and a gift bag.
I put the roses on the dining table (they’re pink, pretty, and smell nice), and I look in the gift bag.
And in that gift bag is — ROBOTECH! ON DVD!
I love having geek friends. They’re so awesome…