Sheldon: Why are you crying?
Penny: Because I’m stupid!
Sheldon: That’s no reason to cry. One cries because one is sad. For example, I cry because others are stupid, and that makes me sad. ~The Big Bang Theory
Just about everyone loves the TV Show The Big Bang Theory, or at the very least has heard of the program. Well, I am parked in that camp, as well as my sister and now-a-days, my mom and most of those I encounter. For anyone who has been like Patrick Starfish, living under a rock, or who has just arrived to planet earth, The Big Bang Theory is about a group of four highly intelligent scientists who work together at the local university, two are roommates living across the hall from an inspiring actress. The roommates, Sheldon Cooper and Leornard Hofstadter are Caltech physicists; their co-workers Howard Wolowitz is an aerospace engineer and astronaut; and Rajesh Koothrappali, an astrophysicist. Then there’s Penny, the always trying but never succeeding actress who waitresses at the Cheesecake factory. Yep, it’s about a group of geeks and Penny!
This year mark’s The Big Bang Theory’s seventh year. I remember the first time I saw the show, the guys went to a Halloween party and Sheldon was dressed as the Doppler radar. I almost died! At that moment, I was hooked!
Why am I pouring my heart out about a television sitcom? This past Saturday, I saw it unfold in real life.
Let me set the stage. Yes my little man, who my sister and I always refereed to as a mix between Sheldon Cooper and Leonerd Hofstadter started showing interest in Dungeons and Dragons. I’ve always made comparisons between Kyle and Leonard and Sheldon Food Has Many Tastes. Recently, out little man was on a mission for the complete fantasy game and earned enough money to purchase one of the D & D boardgames. Kyle has always loved the sci-fi type of movies and shows, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s been a Star Wars freak since I can remember, a Lord of the Rings fan, a Legoman and list goes on and on. Not that I disagree with any of these, but Kyle, like others of his genetic makeup, who have been labeled geek status, takes these interests to a whole different level of obsession and experience. After all, Kyle was the one who wanted to learn Elvish and looked it up to start and believed it would be too cool to know. I might have had a hand in his interests, after all I was the one who bought him his first comic books, but on my defense I thought it was a great intro to reading books. He loved them. My sister also had a big influence too!
What happened this past Saturday that gave me this epiphany? After our Witches Brew Scavenger Hunt at North Park Saturday morning, which turned out to be a beautiful sunny day, Kyle wanted me to drop him off at his friend Duncan’s house. Great! Then, I was to retrieve him later on that day to hang for the rest of the weekend. On a side note, I love Kyle interacting with his friends, he doesn’t do much of it, so when the opportunity arises, I am all for it!
Prior to Saturday, Kyle and I were making arrangements, trying to plan out times and such. As I was talking to him on the phone, he was referring to his friend. For the life of me I could not understand what the boy’s name was. Kyle still has this very young child voice on the phone. Even though he’s twelve, he sounds very much like a five year old. He speaks very articulately just squeaky like a kid. So as we were laying out the plans, I didn’t understand the name he was saying. Deacon? Bacon? Kyle was just laughing at my lack of understanding until he said, “Duncan, like Donuts.” I died! I said, “O, Duncan!” We were both giggling. Now don’t get me wrong, I love the name Duncan, a very old Scottish or English name, but at that particular moment Kyle and I were being Beavis and Butthead. When I was talking, I kept throwing the name Duncan to see how many times I could say it in a sentence. Ya, maturity runs very thin in the Piper line.
On another side note, I saw the contact Kyle placed in his phone for Duncan. He spelled it Dunkin, just like the donut! I couldn’t believe it. Laughing at his mistake I asked Kyle, “Is that how he spells his name?” Kyle said, “I really don’t know.” Trying to catch my breath and already knowing the answer, I said, “Buddy, I’m pretty certain he wasn’t named after a donut joint. I think you have the spelling wrong, you might want to fix that.” Kyle, usually assuming he is right (just like my sister) said, “Well, how do you know how to spell his name?”, as if I’m just a plain idiot wrong. What a stinker! Kyle must have asked about the spelling of the kids forename, because later he confirmed I was indeed correct.
Upon our completion of the Thrill of the Hunt Witches Brew Scavenger Hunt, Kyle and I headed towards Duncan’s house. Naturally, I was not going to leave my little nephew with complete strangers, so I followed Kyle up onto the porch to introduce myself. Kyle was not happy about that, but I wanted to meet one of the parents and of course, Duncan! As my little short Leonerd Hofstadter climbed the porch steps with his Dungeons and Dragons game tucked securely under his arm and his iPod in pocket (containing a list of games), out pops a tall thin Sheldon Cooper from the front door. I was slightly taken aback and I couldn’t help but grin.
After meeting the dad, who seemed very nice and I gave him my digits in case of an emergency or issue, I left Kyle for a day of fun. Once making my way to my car, I busted out laughing. I had to share this realization of what just unfolded, with someone. Who? My sister! She would totally understand, even if she never met Duncan. Nicole shared in my vision and laughed when I outlined the scene. She told me “Don’t pick on our little guy Aunt Heather!”, as she laughed along.
While reiterating the story with my mom, because you know I wouldn’t let it drop (dad would have never understood) I said, “I hope he finds his Howard and Raj, then they have their Halloween costumes set for next year!”
I love my little geek! If he does turn into the real life The Big Bang Theory, I couldn’t be happier for him. Kyle is who he is, and I hope he always remains that way and never compromises his principles and his true nature. Plus, if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Looks like I’m learning to play Dungeons and Dragons. I even told Kyle we will go larping! Bazinga!