See, my parents and my exposure was so normal as a child/adolescent. (Well, I saw a ton of cartoons as a teenager, and I’ve loved certain animation ever since) But that aside, my true geek side has really evolved with my husband. I had the inherent math geekiness (I frequently spout off on how cool Euclid’s fifth postulate is, and if you’d like to know, just ask *wink wink*), and the sci-fi/british humor came later.
I figure I can point to that fact that my mom pinned celery to my shirt and knitted the Tom Baker scarf and dragged me and my brother (and dad went more willingly) to a Doctor Who convention when I was seven is the reason for everything. lol. That was like, 1986. I keep hoping my Dad has photos somewhere. All I really remember of the convention was seeing some of the doctors from a distance (mom and dad didn’t want to wait in a long autograph line with small kids), and a mockup of the Tardis controls and a very very convincing K9 running around.
Course now my Mom says I like Doctor Who more then her, lol.
I got her into Sherlock though, I think that’s a fair trade.
So what’s this about Euclid?