“Beware of geeks bearing formulas.”–Warren Buffett
I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t I give the Geek of the Year BLAHS to myself? Short answer: I almost won an award like that in my youth, but lost out to the guy in the picture above. It was no fair really; I look far cooler in a leopard skin toga than he does. Anyway, I am only half geek. In my ancient past I was both a sportscaster and a classical music radio announcer. How is that for a cognitive dissonance?
Jokes aside, let’s get down to the serious satire. It’s time to give out another BLAHS (BLog Awards Handed out by Sackler). A quick review of the rules is in order:
- Unlike the various chain-letters going around that masquerade as awards, this one is given out only one at a time–by me.
- The only thing the winner has to do to claim the award is endure the embarrassment. Actually, they don’t even have to do that, as they are getting it either way.
- I give these out whenever I want to, to whomever I want to, for whatever reason I feel inclined to give them. If you don’t like that, I’ll take my football and go home.
- The prize is a limited-edition T-shirt and matching refrigerator magnet complete with typographical errors that make them valuable collectors items. (Don’t worry, when I run out I’ll order more. As long as the number out there is not infinite it is still technically limited.)
- This award is in an appropriate-for-this-blog state of superposition on two counts. The name BLAHS is both single and plural and the award itself is both serious and satirical at the same time.
You can see a complete history by clicking on “The BLAHS” link under “Categories” in the sidebar to the right. The short list of previous winners is:
- The Blog of Funny Names for being my favorite blog (other than mine). They returned the honor–I am now one of their guest authors. (Is there such a thing as retro-active conflict of interest?)
- Millard Fillmore’s Bathtub for having the funniest blog name among those I follow.
- Essa on Everything for winning a reader poll in the category of Lady Blogger with an Attitude.
So, without further ado, let’s go on to the latest and greatest BLAHS–Geek of the Year! May I have the envelope please?
Where is it? Oh wait, I forgot. It’s not in an envelope; it’s in an encrypted email. Hey, considering that the Associated Press recently had their Twitter account hacked, you can’t be too careful. Give me a nanosecond to gear up my quantum computer and decode it. OK, here it is…[drum roll]…and the winner is:
Elke Stangl (a.k.a. Elkement) of Theory and Practice of Trying to Combine Just Anything
Congratulations Elke. You have been named to this honor for any number of reasons. You might ask, what are those numbers (other than 42)?
Besides writing a blog that I follow, her fine geeky points are:
- As mentioned in a previous post, a resume that reads like a character from The Big Bang Theory.
- She is a founding member of the cult of search term poetry and spam poetry. My search term haiku feature is a direct result of her challenge to me in this arena.
- She is one of the most loyal followers of this blog. Others may hold that habit against her; I applaud it and award it.
- She appreciates Douglas Adams as much as I do.
- Her most recent post of existential spam poetry puts her immediately in a class with Woody Allen and Albert Camus.
Let’s hear from Elke herself:
ES: That’s a tough one. I hardly do anything non-geeky. I spend my whole life nearly hard-wired to my computer and hope for better man-machine interfaces (Stephen-Hawking-Borg-Google-Glass stuff). I indulge in putting the geekiness back into so-called business-y or scientific documents (in a very subtle way, so that only other members of the Geek Cult will notice), and I enjoy hunting bugs and evil networking packets (very much in the same way as Sandra Bullock in The Net – including living off pizza). I feel uncomfortable when directly exposed to sun light which resulted in a lack of vitamin D.
MS: So what got you started on search term & spam poetry? Who or what is your muse?
ES: I was sick last year, had just started my meteoric rise to fame as a virtual stand-up comedian on Facebook – and was desperately searching for something funny to post. My non-creative brain, impaired by fever, could just come up with recycled content – from WordPress Stats. So it started with search term poetry on my FB timeline – spam poetry was a logical step in my evolution as an artist. If I would be a more down-to-earth artist, I’d create art from pieces from the scrap yard.
My muse is a person called “Irgendwer” – this is German for “somebody”. His job title in one of my geeky universes is: Somebody Doing Anything Nobody Wants to Do. (My job title in that said universe is Subversive Non-Coordinator and Chief Desperate Dreamer, if you really need to know). He might be my significant other in quite a bunch of alternate universes.
MS: Kirk or Picard? (Damn, it makes me feel uncomfortably geeky just to ask that—I don’t even like Star Trek)
ES: Picard of course, because he is a refined educated French (European) philosopher
MS: Any advice to aspiring geek bloggers?
ES: I don’t care about advice on blogging – in particular avoid those Top Ten Most Important But Yet Extremely Trivial Things to Know about Blogging lists.
[That was a close one. I thought she was going to say "avoid The Millennium Conjectures"]
MS: Who on “The Big Bang Theory” do you think you most take after? (Assuming you watch if over there in Austria, otherwise you can pass on the question).
ES: I don’t have time to watch TV, I am following too many geeky blogs.
[That comment alone is worthy of this award.]
MS: Any other comments you would like to make are welcome. (Sorry but “42” is taken)
ES: I am exhausted from all that existential stuff posted to my blog in the past days. I leave it at a quote of Douglas Adams and my discerning observation of artists being better than management consultants and sociologists in analyzing corporate culture:
Context: Part 5 of the Trilogy of Five, Ford Prefect enters the building of the publishers of the guide,
He always entered via the ventilation system rather than the main lobby because the main lobby was patrolled by robots whose job it was to quiz incoming employees about their expense accounts. The company had been taken over by InfiniDim Enterprises…We spent millions on that name, because before it was under-structured, over-resourced, under-managed and over-inebriated.
Congratulations, Elke. To claim your prize, please send me a self-addressed stamped steamer trunk. Your award will arrive via return carrier pigeon as soon as I can train one to fly to wherever you are.