Chapter 117: In Which I Share A (Not So) Guilty Pleasure

Technically – on paper – I guess I’m middle aged. It’s true. I’m 43. My once-luxurious dark hair has faded with the years. I now rock the salt and pepper look. But I’m still young at heart. And that feels fine.

In the days of my youth, I pursued whatever interest struck my fancy. My lifelong interest in martial arts? Yup. Purging the memories of being the small kid in class by becoming a cop? Check. Too shy around girls? No proble… uh, next question.

Thankfully, I didn’t stop learning at 18. Or 25. Or 30.

As I got older, I got wiser. Those ideas that seemed 100% logical as a younger man began to look a bit different in the rear view mirror. Not as regrets. I appreciate the life I’ve led. But I am, at 43, a man who is very comfortable in his own skin. So I started to figure out what were the things that really made ME happy, deep inside.

Which is why I can share a guilty pleasure with you now.

Tonight, as The Queen and I were watching last night’s episode of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. off the DVR, I started seeing the news that the trailer for next year’s Avengers: Age of Ultron was leaked online a week early. Stop everything! (No worries – the DVR will wait!) This bears some attention. (Not exactly geeky? No worries. I’ve got you covered…)

The Queen humored me as a I grabbed the closest device to watch the trailer. It’s good – real good. It looks dark, suspenseful, and everything that this rabid Marvel fan would ask for after the solid string of movies in the Marvel Living Universe. So good that after sharing the link with my two closest geek compadres (C and J, mentioned in this post, I took to Twitter to share the wealth. No reason to go all Gollum on this Precious.

That’s the great thing about being 43. I know who I am and what I enjoy. I feel unashamed to be so excited about Marvel’s next movie. I’m happy to see all of my childhood friends (and monsters) brought to life on the big screen. I can shout (or tweet) for the whole world to see my exuberance!

The very best part? Sharing it with my kids. C-Dog, Noodle, and the Goon – they all know who Dad’s favorite is. We’ve seen all of the movies together. And we’ll be ready next spring to watch Earth’s Mightiest Heroes go toe to toe with an epic foe. (Even if they are just shaking their heads and humoring Dad.)

So a question to my adult readers – those folks that understand how you can be sore by simply waking up – what is the once-guilty pleasure that you are now unafraid to embrace?

Let your geek freak whatever flag fly!

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2 responses to “Chapter 117: In Which I Share A (Not So) Guilty Pleasure

  1. Krysta

    Purple hair. It’s something I’ve wanted since I was 5 years old. But I started working when I was 12, and have been employed in fairly conservative jobs ever since. Now that it’s on trend, I was able to talk my boss into allowing it. I don’t think our CEO even noticed when he was here. 🙂

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