Please allow me to digress briefly from discussing the design of my ultimate nerd cave. This morning I was writing a post about setting up the room as my go-to-spot for reading when something occurred to me. I talk a bit about replacing my lost books by spending a lot of time and a fair amount of money on Amazon.com. If you didn’t know me, you might think I’m rolling in money and flaunting it on a blog like some kind of jerk. But that’s not the case.
And while I’m at it, let me say this—I don’t relish, enjoy, or in any way embrace the role of victim. At this point, if you’ve read my first few posts, you know my family lost our home, two much loved cats, and most of our possessions in a house fire in the summer of 2011. If you find me playing the “fire card” now and then, I promise you it’s only to provide a context to whatever I’m talking about. ‘Nuff said.