@bloghomework Wow, that's a good question. It's so hard to pick just one. I've collected comics, coins and stamps since I was a kid. I've always loved board games. I like playing D&D. I love computer games. I love electronic games. I was always among the top bright kids in my class. I didn't drink until I was 23. I've never smoked, I've never done drugs. I was good at math. I read constantly. What wasn't geeky about me? I don't have glasses. I'm in a fraternity. I was able to hang out with any group in school. I was always able to make friends. I guess I'll have to go with the comics. I collected about 30 titles a month for many years. I have them all in bags and boards in boxes. I've read and re-read some of them so many times they should have been worn out. I always liked Marvel better than DC, so there's much more Marvel than anything else. I was beyond pissed off when Todd McFarlane and Jae Lee (and others) left Marvel to help form Image, but I still got most of their first few issues. If you're talking about old school Marvel times, I can geek it up with the best of them. The high point was probably around the Secret Wars times in Marvel and the Crisis on Infinite Earths in DC. It started getting to be a bit much collecting all the titles to get the entire storyline. Too bad. I really loved those comics.
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leftyanasazi:
@wizard0 And they really do nail you with the comics. We have a sidekick store here that carries back issues, and not just crap, but worthwhile stuff. Most of the DC titles I follow are 2.99 a month, or 20/year which is really not bad. They usually only send you the normal versions of the special episodes, which I find a little chintzy,(wouldn't you want to reward your subscribers with the more extravagant and rare editions? Not if you want to make money. Duh. No one ever said I wasn't naive.) But that is cool that you managed to hold on to a significant piece of your collection. I actually did more damage to myself. What I didn't sell to feed my self-destructive habits, I often threw away, gave away, or sold for a tiny fraction of its worth, simply because it reminded me of times I would rather have forgotten. Oh well. Such is the past. You learn to let it go, or you go swirling down the drain with it. Am I right?
leftyanasazi:
@wizardo, you also mention being one of the brightest kids in class. I was a prodigy, straight up Doogie Howser style. They were prepared to let me skip several years of school, but I was too scared to be that much younger than my peers. I managed to deal with skipping one, by the fourth grade they tired of "letting me work at my own pace" and "setting my own curriculum" and sent me to college at the age of 10. I was in GATE and Odyssey of the Mind and all of those things that make you an intellectual giant and a social midget. When my parents had some financial troubles, their pride wouldn't let them accept me getting help via scholarship, etc, to continue at the private school. So off I went to public school, as socially inept as a child can possibly be. Four years later, I was deliberately flunking out of most everything, wearing only black clothes and bubbling over with rage. I may be rambling a bit again, but kudos to you for embracing your inner "geek" instead of fighting it and suffering for it.