Okay, I'm older than Fathers Tim, Sean, John, Owl and Erik, and younger than Springtime. On the other hand, I'm only 34 in hex. That's geek speak. This is when geek speak is good. Fathers Tim, Sean, John and Erik are geek enough themselves to be able to 'splain to Fr. Blake* and the rest of you non-geeks. (Ha-ha, Mac and AA and Monica are geeks too, but I won't blow your covers. AA hid his plastic pocket protector, Mac is affecting the ditzy blonde thang and doing it to perfection, and Monica has a hard time concealing that slide ruler, but sometimes she gets away with it)
I just hope I don't have "issues" with the fire department later today.
*Though come to think of it, Fr. Blake might be the biggest covert geek of all - given the level of desperation he had last year when he couldn't connect to the internet, but still managed to figure out he COULD connect *if* he was willing to put his laptop on the upstairs sink if he really, really had to. Maybe he's just cooler than the rest of us.