Print Story basic vocal musicianship
By gzt (Sun Jul 14, 2013 at 06:34:48 PM EST) gzt, music, nerds, choir, sight singing (all tags)
Going to have to be learning some of this.

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Print Story Ask HuSi: Orbital Mechanics
By Gedvondur (Thu Mar 03, 2011 at 12:58:15 AM EST) RPG, Nerds, Ask Husi (all tags)
I’ve got some questions about how planets and moons work and I need to know if a possible RPG creation of mine is an impossibility.

Full explanation inside:

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Print Story It's not just the Irish who star in depressing urban poverty flicks
By georgeha (Fri Feb 13, 2009 at 06:20:11 AM EST) scots, nerds (all tags)
The Scots can too, for example, Ratcatcher.

Plus, it's like Porky's but with nerds aka Superbad, The Bridge at Remagen, days off and less.

Poll removed from Stimulus act.
Update [2009-2-13 16:18:39 by georgeha]: Cute kid note!

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Print Story Scifi! Scifi! Scifi! Expo! Expo! Expo!

You know those cheesy scifi conventions where people dress up as Klingons to stand in line for overpriced autographs from C-list has-been actors? Well, I've never been to one despite the fact that I'm a big nerd (and despite writing a story on the subject).

But this weekend I will not only be attending a scifi convention, I'll be an exhibitor. No, really.

I will not, however, be dressing as a Klingon.

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Print Story I am such an unrepentant nerd
By georgeha (Tue Apr 24, 2007 at 05:12:53 PM EST) slashdot, nerds, geek (all tags)
yes, it's even nerdier than getting a first post in today's Slashdot poll.

Poll: nerdiest achievement?

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Print Story A Day in the Life
Working life
By ReallyEvilCanine (Thu Nov 30, 2006 at 03:37:08 AM EST) A Day in the Life, WTF, kindergarten, fire, nerds, not runts, fuckwits, pie (all tags)
Kindergarten: Day 4

I still remember some of my year in Kindergarten. My teacher was Miss Rath. My girlfriend was Audrey Keys. I sucked at colouring (and still do) despite a box of 64 Crayolas (with the built-in sharpener) but kicked ass in finger-painting. Our first day was spent meeting each other since half the kids hadn't been in pre-kindergarten the year before. We coloured and sang some songs. I didn't sleep at naptime and to this day I don't sleep much.

On the playground during the second day is where my then best friend Kenny E. and I came up with our alter-egos "Kunky" and "Roggy", a skunk and a frog with speech impediments: Kunky couldn't say his esses and Roggy (me) couldn't say his effs. It was to be another two years before I learned how to say, "Uck you" at summer camp. These speech impediments were pretend and the "loser" was whoever said the letter he shouldn't be able to say.

On day three we met SeƱora Maldonado (de Argentina), our Spanish teacher, and Miss Fry, the music teacher. I loved singing time. I injured myself on the playground and not 72 hours after starting the school year I was back in the nurse's office being tended to by Mrs. Hadley. Unlike my mother, Mrs. Hadley never put mercurochrome on wounds. That shit stung.

On day four we had our first fire drill.

x-posted to da brog, sans poll

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