Erudite and Other Dirty Words

Last Saturday was the Cisco social excursion for me. I met with a coworker, a small man from India who was raised in the fields, for lunch and a movie. After explaining that, yes, it is acceptable for two men to attend a movie together, we were off to see "Signs". I couldn't tell if he liked it, as the usual post movie chat was avoided with a fast paced exit to the car on his part. When I dropped him off, he showed me the apartment where he lives with his family; it was beyond Spartan. I went home and pondered my capitalistic excesses. Then I turned on the DirecTV, large screen Panasonic TV, surround sound, and watch a pre-recorded program on UltimateTV to help ease my troubled mind.

With greater clarity achieved, I headed out for dinner with Vienna's posse. I wasn't sure what to expect, but had some trepidations over it being a nerd fest. Dinner was entertaining, with a good mix of cool nerds and few people who weren't above "working blue". However, after dinner everyone went over to one person's house, and a game called "Questions" was proposed, where people write anonymous questions, others anonymously answer, and then the questions get asked and answered with the wrong answer. I thought "Holy Shit, this is a full blown nerd fest, and the bowl they're passing for the paper scraps is the wrong kind of bowl, if you know what I mean.", but such a dismissive attitude was premature, and my inner nerd got the better of me for the evening. Anything anononymous brings out the pervert within, and this crowd was no exception -- quite excellent.