I love geeks.
Because check it out. Geeks are never actually geeks. We all know this. Isn’t this the first profound observation any of us make – that non-conformity is actually cool and “being cool” is totally uncool, since it means subscribing to a set of arbitrary rules created by masses of the general population, which, we all know, is comprised of idiots.
And yet we think if we have this one thing we’re gonna be cool and people are gonna look at us and say “oh look. A cool guy.”
Let’s take a moment and reflect on Tyler Durden. “You are not your job…you are not how much money you have in the bank…not the car you drive…not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis.”
The thing is that I appreciate anybody and everybody who is just doin’ their own thing. Unless their “own thing” involves hurting people. Those people can suck it. I mean just living. Doing what they please. Enjoying things because they enjoy them, not because they think it’s the thing to do. Doing what THEY think is cool, whatever that may be.
Take, for example, this guy:
I freaking love him. There is no possible way an individual could get more “geeky” than this guy, and I know people were walking by judging the hell out of him. Good Lord almighty he’s wearing neon green head & wrist bands & sunglasses to match the neon green accent on his shorts. And he’s greased up and all tan playing volleyball.
And he’s LOVING IT. And therefore, I love him. He’s rockin’ it people. He’s owning who he is and what he is and he’s got no shame or qualms about it and THAT my friends makes him a bonified badass. He’s the Tyler Durden of the beach scene. He’s just having fun, giving a quiet “fuck you” to all those hipsters out there with their fedoras and bad attitudes. He’s matching. He’s sweaty and covered in sand.
He’s my hero.
We saw him at the beach and had to photograph him we loved him so much. And I figured I could put him on my blog since his face isn’t showing. Plus I highly doubt he reads my blog.
But if by some chance he is reading this, let me just say “Cheers to you, matching neon green accessories volleyball player guy.” (Yes, I was hailing those Budweiser commercials.)
You give me hope.
You are a guiding beacon of light to all of us wannabe geeks.
And someday, if I ever grow a pair, I’ll wear coordinating shorts, wrist & headbands. Until then, I’ll just respect the hell out you for just not giving a shit.