Radiohead Ensemble - Old Town School of Folk Music

Radiohead Ensemble - Old Town School of Folk Music

"Question: What do you call a drummer who breaks up with his girlfriend?
Answer: Homeless."

- Winston Churchill

Sketchbook Post #1: The Email

Recently, a play that I wrote entitled "The Untimely Death of Adolf Hitler" was accepted into Sketchbook, a short play festival here in Chicago produced by Collaboraction, a ecclectic and fun theatre company. I'm a big fan of Collaboraction, because their shows are always unique and they aren't afraid to take chances. For example, in their upcoming Sketchbook, they are featuring a play entitled "The Untimely Death of Adolf Hitler."

S&M House Party - Los Angeles

S&M House Party - Los Angeles

“This… up here… this is called a yolk.”

- Dmytrie

D&D 101 (Chicago Nerd Social Club) - Dice Dojo

D&D 101 (Chicago Nerd Social Club) - Dice Dojo

What I could do is point out that where you don’t see ponytails, you see hair being pushed behind ears. And facial hair. There’s plenty of facial hair. It’s mostly goatees, but you can see the occasional Gandalf beard or wild thatch of character-based sideburn. What I could do is crack wise about how there are enough pewter, fantasy-themed necklaces to fill an entire mall kiosk or enough ironic t-shirts to clothe every citizen of Ironicstan. Or Witsylvania. Or the planet Sarcastica. I could snide it up about the “Kneel Before Zod” cross-stitch, the villains of Star Wars wall mural, and the Battlestar Galactica… well, the pretty much every Battlestar Galactica thing ever that could be considered load-bearing in this nerdly hut. In fact, I’d planned on it. Relished the opportunity. (I mean, just look at me hypothetically go, for God’s sake: “Ironicstan”? Take that, nerds!)


But after I give it some thought, I come to the conclusion that I can’t make fun of these folks or their Fortress of Nerditude (zing!). At first, I think that it’s because it’d probably be hypocritical. After all, except for the ponytail (because, come on, ponytail) I’ve had the long hair and the goatee and the ironic t-shirt and even a damn pewter necklace. I think that I can’t make fun because I’ve most assuredly been here before. But then, after some thought, I realize I can’t make fun of these folks because, in the end, it’d all be so much sour grapes.