Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?
"It's 4:00 PM?! Holy shit! How did it get to be FOUR FREAKING IN THE AFTERNOON?!"
It's 4:00 PM, and I only have thirty minutes before I have to leave. Anne will come home while I'm out, and I've been spending the last few hours cleaning the house, so she won't walk into chaos when she arrives. It's taken me longer than I intended, leaving me little time to iron my pants and my shirt.
I'm a ball of stress, because when I try to handle an iron, I may as well be using my feet. I'm a ball of stress because Ferris refuses to eat, and really wants to play with me while I'm adding wrinkles to my shirt. I'm a ball of stress because I've been invited to the formal dinner at Ruddock House, at Cal Tech, and I can't pull myself together.
See, I desperately wish that I was a smarter, nerdier, more educated person than I am, and I'm about to go sit in a room full of people who know more about math, physics, engineering, and how to creatively blow things up than I ever will. So I am very nervous. I want to make a good impression, and I want to participate in the discussions intelligently. I also know that most of the room will be people who are at least familiar with Star Trek, if not full-on Trekkies, and it's going to be really embarrassing when they realize that the smart kid from TV totally doesn't rate.
So I've asked my friend Shane to come with me. He is a Cal Tech alum from 1992, and he lived in Ruddock House. I figure that if I clam up, he'll help me feel comfortable, and draw attention away from what a lamer I am.
it's 4:15, and my clothes are actually more wrinkled than they were when I started. For a brief moment, I wish polyester was back in fashion. This wish passes quickly as I remember what it felt like to actually wear polyester when I was a kid. I decide to kick Ferris out of the room, and focus, dammit.
I get the wrinkles out of my shirt, and hang it up, expecting it to fall onto the floor. Thankfully, it does not. Ferris has parked herself outside my bedroom door, and is sniffing at the space between it and the floor.
It's 4:25, and my pants are looking good, but the area near the pockets is giving me trouble, so I add water to the iron, hoping for steam.
What I get is a puddle on my pants.
The door begins to breathe.
I shake off the pants, and press the iron into the puddle, turning it mostly to steam. I hope it will dry before I get to Tech.
The doorbell rings. It's 4:30. I let Shane in, and while he entertains Ferris, I choose a tie. I wonder if I should go for my Star Wars tie, or my Where's Waldo tie. I hold them both up, and decide that I'll go for a much more conservative tie, which I call my "1950's Science Teacher Tie."
Shane changes into a shirt and Looney Tunes tie, and we're ready to go. I sure hope my pants dry.
We make the short drive to Tech, listening to Boingo Alive, catching up. I don't get to see Shane at all these days, as a consequence of our schedules and stuff, so it's nice to get a few minutes to talk about what we're doing, and how our lives are. I don't tell him how nervous I am, and if he notices, he doesn't ask.
We arrive at Tech, and make our way into Ruddock. We find Abe, who has invited us to dinner.
Abe and his roommates are dressed casually, sitting in their room. Shane and I realize that we're an hour early.
Oh jeeze. At least my pants are dry.
I don't' want to make this guy entertain me for a whole hour, so I tell Shane to take me around the campus. I haven't seen it in over 10 years, so it will be fun. We tell Abe that we'll catch up with him in the dining room at 6, and head out.
Shane gives me a very nice 25 cent tour, and I wistfully long to be in college, when the primary cares in the world are getting good grades and hooking up with a DG on the weekend. I think about how much there is for me to learn, how much there is for me to understand. I think about how much knowledge I don't have to pass on to my step-kids. I envy the people on the other side of the walls, as we walk past the various residence halls.
Thirty minutes later, we've circumnavigated the entire campus, and we're back in the dining hall. Fifteen minutes later, and the residents begin filing in.
I talk with many of them, answering questions about Star Trek and my website. I find out that Abe is one of the editors of a humor publication for Ruddock House called The BFD, so we talk about satire and comedy. Shane sees people he graduated with, and he slips through the crowd to go talk to them, leaving me. I look inward, expecting to find panic...they're going to realize that I'm not cool, I think...but the panic isn't there. Though I'm not nearly as smart as these people, I'm amongst friends. I am amongst people of a similar mind, and I feel welcome and at home.
We joke about nerdy things, though I quickly become aware of the difference in our ages. I'm much older than these guys, so some of my nerdy references sail over their heads -- not because they're dense, but because I'm talking about something that happened before they were born.
Dinner is served, and we take our seats. I really enjoy the company of the people I'm sitting near, and the meal is excellent. The time flies by too quickly, and dinner is finished.
The president of Ruddock stands up and says that there are several guests tonight, and now is the time for them to be introduced.
A student at the end of our table stands, and introduces his guests, and the student sitting across from him does the same. I begin to get nervous, knowing that I'm going to be standing up in front of all these people in less than a minute. I close my mouth and run my tongue across my teeth, hoping that my Standard Issue British Teeth haven't snagged any food for later. Finding none, I turn my attention back to the students who are now standing across from us. It's the Ruddock librarian, a very nice, mirthful young man who was introduced to me earlier in the evening as "The Biggest Star Trek Fan Of All Time." He stands, and announces to the dining room, "Hi. My name is Wil Wheaton..."
There is much laughter, and I shout out, "I hated you on Star Trek!!"
There is even more laughter. I allow myself to smile...that was pretty funny.
It is Abe's turn to introduce me, and I stand up.
"This is Wil Wheaton," he says. There is applause and some whistling. I feel really embarrassed and self conscious. It's really strange to me to feel this way, but it happens every time I'm the focus of people's attention and I'm not on stage. I manage to wave at them all, and say "Thank you," before settling back into my seat.
The rest of the introductions are made, as well as some announcements, and the dinner is done.
I could hang out all night with these people, talking about Lord of the Rings and The Simpsons, but Shane has to teach a class early in the morning, so we must leave.
As we're on our way out, a guy asks me if I'll participate in the good-natured teasing of their RA, a very pretty girl who, he tells me, had a big crush on my when she was young. I ask him what he has in mind. He tells me that I should go up to her, and kiss her hand. I decline, because it seems a bit presumptuous, and I suggest he think of something else while I sign the Ruddock guest book.
When I return, he has a devilish idea: I should walk over to her, and tell her that I'm a big fan of hers. I agree.
I walk across the room, and she looks up. I guess the group of guys is following me, because she blushes, and proceeds to describe to them the various ways she's going to dismember them.
"Can I shake your hand?" I ask her, taking her hand in mine. "When I was a kid, I subscribed to Hot RA Magazine just so I could have your pictures on my wall!"
She laughs, I laugh, and the guys laugh. She describes further acts of torture they'll be enduring, as I produce my camera from my pocket. I ask her if she'll pose for a picture with me, and she agrees. We snap the photo, and then it's my turn to pose with some people for a few others.
We thank Abe for the invite, and he tells us that we can come back for a non-formal dinner any time.
I can't wait to go back and enjoy their company again. The genuine kinship these people seem to have is warm and wonderful. I hope they realize how lucky they are, and don't take this time for granted.
I certainly didn't.
Comments
Sounds like you had a great time ;)
Posted by: JessicaMia | November 19, 2002 10:56 PM
another great story!
Posted by: Mark | November 19, 2002 11:01 PM
Nothing like watching yourself address a crowd!
Posted by: Keith in Montana | November 19, 2002 11:02 PM
that's a good one...
Posted by: Jason | November 19, 2002 11:03 PM
Thanks for coming to our Formal Dinner. We thought Abe was bs-ing us, but he really followed through. I hope we didn't scare you too much with our cameras.
Posted by: Veasna | November 19, 2002 11:12 PM
Great reply to the guy who introduced himself as you. You have a great sense of humor, dude.
Posted by: Christopher | November 19, 2002 11:20 PM
Hey Wil. I talked to you briefly tonight; I was the guy that told you I watched "Stand By Me" last night. We talked briefly about the DVD documentary. It was awesome having you at dinner tonight; it would be delightful to have you come again. Our regular dinners are definitely a lot more fun/wild/crazy :) Anyway, take care!
Posted by: Daniel Wu | November 19, 2002 11:20 PM
I completely relate with how you feel regarding college, and longing to be there, and feeling out of your depth around some people. I thoroughly enjoy reading your journal - not because you're famous or anything like that, but because I find myself nodding in agreement and relating to a lot of the everyday things you talk about. You're witty and intelligent, and you write up a fun read. We're only a couple years or so apart in age, in the same generation or so. I know what it's like to make a pop culture reference or crack a joke -- and have it fly over friends' heads because it's before their time.
Posted by: Zanne Chaos | November 19, 2002 11:32 PM
Sounds like a great time! Time seems to pick up speed..
Posted by: Kman | November 19, 2002 11:41 PM
Wow.... It's strange to hear the nervousness coming from the opposite side. I never talked to you (along with a lot of other people, many of whom really wanted to). Two reasons: 1) Other people idolize you much more than I do/did 2) I was nervous. Of course, reason 2 is probably much more of the reason. Anyway, you've got to come back and visit again. You're the coolest celeb I've had the chance to see into the mind of.
Posted by: Victor | November 19, 2002 11:55 PM
Rock on. Cal Tech's a really neat school (and I'm not saying it because I go there. I don't).
Posted by: KJB | November 19, 2002 11:55 PM
need conclusion to vegas story please :)
Posted by: mcfoo | November 20, 2002 12:22 AM
Playing jokes on people is fun! I hope that RA gets those guys back just as well as they got her.
I've been having those "Did I miss something by not going to college?" feelings myself too. There are so many really cool things to learn, and I would love to learn all of them. But, to be honest, the structure of it kind of scares me.
Glad you had a fun dinner with cool people.
Posted by: Sunidesus | November 20, 2002 12:24 AM
omg wtf bbq!!! Abe has only one roommate, you know. The other guy was just perusing our vintage Playboy magazines (for its classic articles). The real roommate (me) was the one 'casually dressed' in a Hawaiian shirt when you and Shane materialized early. We were just checking your web site then, so the timing was really uncanny.
Thanks for writing 'I am not retarded' with your autograph on your picture from "Jane White is Sick and Twisted"! Come back anytime. You can even bring Lady Wheaton.
Posted by: Libin Zhang | November 20, 2002 12:37 AM
Wil, Wil, Wil... I would expect that you would know the difference between being a smart person and being an educated person. You don't have to be one to be the other. So stop thinking that those people are smarter than you. They may be good at physics and boring stuff like that, but you actually use your brain to look at yourself, the people you have relationships with, and the world...
The fact that you not only sensed the kinship in that group of people, but recognized it for what it was and could put it into words shows your insight you have when it comes to people. Many people would come out of there and know in the back of their minds that there was something different, but not be able to verbalize what it was.
I think that being gifted the way you are is far more valuable that being Mathematician George Frankly with Mathnet on Square1 TV.
The way you reflect on events in your life and write about them speaks of your intelligence.
Then again, for all I know your wife writes all this stuff and it's all a ploy to get you your own fanboys. I haven't heard or seen an actual interview with you. Ever.
Kinda makes you think...
Posted by: Jeffery Borchert | November 20, 2002 12:40 AM
Wil, great story. Loved reading it. So where is the picture? ;)
Posted by: Lance | November 20, 2002 12:44 AM
This is my first visit to your site. I finally got a hair up my ass, so I decided to check it out. Hehe, not that "OMG!!! I HATED YOU ON STTNG!!!"...I'm just a total lazy ass who is devoted to too many websites and admining too many boards. And, well, I had such a HUGE crush on you when I was younger.
Um, yes, now that's out of the way, I think it's pretty cool how you keep this blog, and you share your life for others to see. I didn't think you to be some pretentious jerk like a lot of actors/ex-actors are, and this blog certainly shows what a great guy you are. I'll definitely have to keep up on things, so I hope you don't mind while I stick around. ;)
Posted by: Ruth Woytsek | November 20, 2002 12:47 AM
I decided to finally check out your blog because I've heard how cool of a guy you really are on Fark, and this just proves it. I think it's great that you don't mind "sticking it all out for everyone to see". I could only wish that more thespians/former thespians were as down-to-earth as you. So I really hope you don't mind me sticking around here. I'd like to see what else you have to say.
And does it also help that I had a very big crush on you as a young girl? Hehe, I thought it might. Of course, I'm sure you hear that all the time.
Posted by: Ruth Woytsek | November 20, 2002 12:52 AM
Bah, damn. Sorry, Wil. T1 connection I may have, but it's still so shitty. I thought it ate the other post. Sorry about that, man.
Posted by: Ruth Woytsek | November 20, 2002 12:53 AM
Read all those comments up there ^ Wil, *then* tell me people don't think you're smart and cool and stuff.
:)
Posted by: ionicus | November 20, 2002 1:07 AM
Glad to hear the Rudds treated you right! I'm from Blacker Hovse, class of '97. And I could have told you not to worry too much about the small stuff... even at dress dinners, most Techers don't really notice a few wrinkles! Now, if you'd been talking one of the fancy fundraiser faculty and associate shindigs, that's another matter...
Posted by: Adele Shakal | November 20, 2002 1:20 AM
I agree with ionicus, Wil. If you weren't the intelligent, witty and warm man you are, the majority of the people that are regulars here just wouldn't bother. Don't ever feel as though you need to live up to someone else's standards, your own work just fine for you.
And if all else fails, dude, you were on STAR TREK!
http://www.startledfrog.com/beretwearingelitist/
Posted by: Katie | November 20, 2002 1:39 AM
Hey there Wil,
Glad you had a nice time. It's nice to read about one of our social events from a non-Techer perspective. Please feel free to come by often. You'll get to talk about all the stuff you didn't get to talk about tonight, and you'll get to get your host in trouble if you do something bad at dinner, like throwing rolls during dinner (hint hint...) ^_^
Posted by: Cindy C. | November 20, 2002 2:13 AM
/me drinks coffee
mmmmmmmmm education
computer science and journalism it is for me :P
i know that learning for knowledge feeling very well...but thats the interesting bit isn't it...you think "i will never be able to do *that*" and the ping! 8 months later you look back and you're nearly there. Until you find out that there is a ton of other stuff waiting...but those look-back-moments when you know you positively *DIDN'T* know these things 3/6/9/12 months (tick applicable) and you now *DO* are something really precious.
Posted by: lectique | November 20, 2002 2:47 AM
Sounds like a lovely time, glad you enjoyed yourself. Usually the times we work ourselves up into a nervous wreck end up being some of the best times of our lives. For instance, I have to go to the dentist today... I'm nervous (I hate the dentist) so maybe something cool will happen and he'll bring out a guitar and we'll jam for awhile... perhaps not... but eh... anything to make the time go past a little less painfully. Peace!
Posted by: ravenblue | November 20, 2002 3:01 AM
why mention that you took a picture of this girl if your not going to post the picture of this girl?
dude i hate that.
please post the pic.
Posted by: the richest dead celebrity | November 20, 2002 3:36 AM
now that i think of it, i realize how fucking cool that last post would be if you put the pic up, i mean think about it, it would then become "mixed media" bah
Posted by: the richest dead celebrity | November 20, 2002 3:39 AM
Glad to hear you had a good time at dinner, when i was reading the post before i couldn't understand why you were so nervous.
Lookin forward to seeing some pics that you took (or that people took and scanned/emailed to you).
Oh, and tell Ferris to take the day off.
*Hopefully that's not a pop-culture reference that'll go over too many people's heads*
Posted by: Ryan_W | November 20, 2002 5:19 AM
I'm confused. You got invited to eat at a college fraternity house? Why is this an honor?
Want to come to Johnstown, PA, to eat at the Delta Chi house? Well, they don't actually have a place to eat, but they'll take you to the student union. Well, they'll direct you to the student union, I mean, they won't PAY for you or anything
Posted by: buntz | November 20, 2002 5:46 AM
sounds to me like you had nothing to be nervous for afterall....
and the way you handled yourself with the RA?
cool man...
you're a class act mr. wheaton...
do people still really actually expect you to be the yound wunderkind you played on TNG?
that would be pretty hard to live up to all the time...
i think it must be pretty reassuring when they get to finally see the real you...and like you even more than the character...
cheers wil
Tyson
Posted by: Tyson | November 20, 2002 5:47 AM
Hehehe. That was very entertaining, you have a really nice way with words. Thank God your pants dried... it's worse when you've just spilled a generous amount of coffee on your (white) pants at an outdoor gathering (went home, couldn't be bothered to go back to the party...)
Posted by: Nadia | November 20, 2002 5:57 AM
I think I enjoyed the comments from students at the event as much as I enjoyed the original story.
But, umm, Jeffrey... if you haven't read an interview with Wil. Ever. .... then, you need to go one blog entry down to "1 wish, granted" and click the link.
Posted by: MsRetro | November 20, 2002 5:57 AM
Jo duuuude, just read the article on the onion and saw the photo there and holy shiat! you're getting wrinkles! heh heh!
nice interview though :)
Posted by: Hotzenplotz | November 20, 2002 6:09 AM
It was SOOO awesome to have you, Wil. It was quite a good time.
Thanks for coming! And like Libin said, feel free to come by another time, we'd love to have you!
Posted by: Abe | November 20, 2002 6:28 AM
Damn!
Now I want to go back to college!
Posted by: Brock | November 20, 2002 6:49 AM
LOL Hey, Wil, you used the word "circumnavigate"--that makes you pretty smart in my book! ;-)
Hot RA Magazine...Oh man, I had to use every bit of strength not to snort out loud when I read that part (I'm in the library)!!!! I know exactly what that girl felt like, 'cause I would've been making the same threats, lol!
Posted by: Robyn | November 20, 2002 7:26 AM
OK, I wandered through AcronymFinder trying to come up with what "DG" might stand for, and although it could be any number of things, I'm going to assume "Dirty Genitals" or "Dangerous Goods" - Am I close at all?
Posted by: Gary | November 20, 2002 7:43 AM
intellegence is not one of the things they teach in college...it is possible to be a learned person without ever having attended an institution of higher education...for example abraham lincoln.
Posted by: d. burr | November 20, 2002 7:55 AM
Perhaps it's already been said (I didn't read through all the comments) ... I was always academic (did well in school, academic scholarships, etc) and the people I know who make me feel DUMB never went to college. They've taught me more about living than college ever did. I don't think I used college to its potential, but it gave me an education, which gave me the ability to get and keep a job. But I've recently been seeing how little I know. Can I get a scholarship to the college of life?
Posted by: Tiffany | November 20, 2002 8:11 AM
a little off the topic but
http://www.eonline.com/Features/Features/HarryPotter02/index.html?fdfour3
i didn't know you knew harry potter!
heh
Posted by: marina | November 20, 2002 8:43 AM
You know what?? I'm so happy that you like LOTR!!! I'm in love w/ LOTR myself! I hate to admit that my first reason was b/c of Sean Astin. HOTTIE!!!!!!!! Anyway, I'm gonna watch you on Star Trek tonight!! Go and kick butt!! ~~*Gooniegirl*~~
Posted by: Gooniegirl | November 20, 2002 8:49 AM
Your description of getting ready for the dinner at Cal Tech reminded me of how I feel every year at Back to School Night getting ready to face a room full of parents.
I may have done the college thing, but I've probably learned more in my life from my grandmother than from anyone else. And she's only got a high school diploma from night school.
Posted by: Vanessa | November 20, 2002 9:03 AM
Agree with other comments that college education != smart. However, it's never too late to pursue it if it's something you want to do. Most major universities have evening and/or weekend programs especially for working adults. I'm finally about to graduate just shy of 20 years after I was originally supposed to. It has been kinda cool to do it for myself since originally it was for parental/societal expectations and all. I think I actually got more out of it the second go round than I did the first.
Posted by: Just Me | November 20, 2002 9:09 AM
Wil:
Sounds like you had a good time. You'll
just have to try to remember that the next
time you get nervous and have a "great time"
every time you get invited to these things! :)
I don't think many really expect you to be
Mr. "super-genius" Wesley Crusher. After all,
who did they invite "Wesley" or "Wil" ???
I see a lot of comments above asking for the
picture of you and the girl but I would think
that she has probably been embarrassed enough
already and besides, Wil probably broke the
camera since he was in the picture *EVIL GRIN*
-Matt
Posted by: Matt (AMZ on Here) | November 20, 2002 9:37 AM
Would have done anything to be that RA at that very moment...(I had the biggest crush on you as well) Ahh the memories!
Posted by: Candace | November 20, 2002 10:12 AM
"The door begins to breathe."
:)
Posted by: Jhamie | November 20, 2002 10:13 AM
Hey wil,
dont feel bad about missing out or not being smart enough around the college crowd.
i went to a year and a half of college. it was alot of fun, but i had a little too much fun and got bored taking classes **curse of taking advanced classes for no college credit in highschool** and ran out of money because my mom didnt make enough money for me to get good financial aid **how dumb is that**
now i have a boyfriend that works at microsoft and we're constantly doing things/hanging out with people who work there. you think going Cal Tech and having dinner at a frat house makes you feel like you dont fit in for not being smart enough try having a dozen friends that all work for microsoft except you playing board games/RPGs. the strangest part of this story is that i've known some of these people for about 6 months now and last week they asked me what do i work on at microsoft. so i guess that if your smart it doesnt matter if you went to college or not. it's about what you know and can talk about with the crowd your with. some of these people are older than my 22 years and i make jokes/quotes that are too old for them to understand. :)
oh and one last thing. i hadn't seen an episode of ST:TNG until my boyfriend bought the dvd boxed sets. unless you count the one i was forced to watch at a friends house when i was 14 or 15 and we made out so that i didnt have to watch it.
anyway dont feel bad about the college thing. it's hard, repetitive and too damned expensive
i hope to be posting again sometime.
peace
DLN
Posted by: Denise | November 20, 2002 10:26 AM
College was fun...so much fun that I went back to get my masters...and I'm sure ill go back again to get my PhD. So if you do decide to go to college, I commend you...you learn a lot...even out of class (in between the classes). Glad to see you enjoyed yourself at the dinner...and while I'm suprised at how nervous you were about going to this dinner...at the same time I'm not suprised...what you were feeling was quite normal.
Bryan
Posted by: Bryan | November 20, 2002 10:36 AM
For anyone who thinks the seven Hovses at Caltech are fraternities, check out http://www.admissions.caltech.edu/beyond/housing.htm
Basically, the entire inbound undergraduate population does the equivalent of a Rush Week (called Rotation instead of Rush) when they arrive in the fall, and everyone is placed into one of the Hovses. They're a cross between dormitory/social club/support group/extended family/fraternity/sorority and they're all co-ed. Even if undergrads move off-campus, membership in their Hovse (or Hovses, since some students apply for multiple memberships later in the academic year) is a primary structure of undergraduate life.
And no, the v in Hovses isn't a typo on my part... the buildings actually have engraved nameplates done in an alphabet which uses v for u, and the habit caught on. :-)
Posted by: Adele Shakal | November 20, 2002 11:26 AM
Wil, you really need to seek professional help for those self-esteem issues. I understand psychosis makes for more interesting blogs, but you're okay, dude, relax. People like you.
Posted by: Mary | November 20, 2002 11:35 AM
You need a stiff upper lip to cope with standard issue British teeth.
Fortunately I have both. Its nice to be able to snag food on them for later consumption. You never know when you may be dropped inventory-less in the desert.
Posted by: Wild | November 20, 2002 11:40 AM
Caltech is beautiful. I tried to get in, and didn't make it. The people who get to go there need to know how lucky they are. That dinner sounded so fun!
Posted by: Dee | November 20, 2002 11:43 AM
I'm glad that you enjoyed Caltech, and at the same time sorry that Buttock House was the first to think of inviting you to dress dinner. Definitely hang out some in Ricketts Hovse next time you get a chance (if the administration hasn't scoured the place of all personality by then).
Posted by: rik (ricketts '01) | November 20, 2002 12:19 PM
I've been tromping around campus since my wife is back to school. Mostly I wonder how we're going to pay her tuition.
After that I wonder how much like a leetle keed I looked when I was undergrad.
I was wondering what some of the before-you-were-born techie references could be:
1. "My TRS-80 has the 64K memory upgrade"
2. "Then the space shuttle blew up"
3. "My college gave out 3.5" computer disks at the home football game so that the nerdy student body would attend, and the students threw them back on the playing field."
4. "I must have played Intellivision for 8 hours straight"
5. "SHALL WE PLAY A GAME?"
6. "'Entertainment Tonight' has previews of the new Star Trek series!"
Well, I'd probably come up with some better ones, but Wil's blog is really only my second job. Back to Work.
Later.
Posted by: Drakensykh | November 20, 2002 12:43 PM
Too fun! I bet you made that RA's year. When I was an RA back in the day, I had your pics up in my room. I was looking through my college photo album and low and behold there was a pic of me standing next to a picture of Unca Willy. :)
Reminded me of when my freshman roommate was ill. I knew she was really ill with fever when she said my Wil posters were speaking to her.
Posted by: Ness | November 20, 2002 12:46 PM
I can honestly,and proudly say, that in my 21 years of being I have never picked up an iron. Probably couldn't turn the damn thing on. At home my mum did it then, as luck would have it, when I arrived at university I was placed with a hygiene freak, who finds illegal to just let things lie under things or hang up to make them go flat.
See you're not the only one who can't work an iron :)
Posted by: Annie | November 20, 2002 12:48 PM
I would have gone with the Star Wars tie, myself. Glad you had a good time. :o)
Posted by: Reena | November 20, 2002 2:14 PM
You youngsters...
1. My girlfriend hated _2001, A Space Oddesy_, she said she didn't get the ending.
2. Man! When I took my card deck out of the reader, I dropped it and there were cards all over the place, I'll NEVER get them back in order.
3. My Mom watches that Watergate shit on TV all day, every day.
4. What's your draft number? My brother's birthday is the twenty sixth of December and his is, like, SIX or something - he's sure to go if he can't get a college deferment.
5. I'm staying up late to watch the video from Apollo 17
Get used to it, Wil, for some of us college is a l-o-n-g ways back and we still wish we could go back.
Posted by: Rob | November 20, 2002 2:32 PM
"Standard Issue British Teeth" indeed. My half-English boyfriend, who spent eight years of his young life in severe orthodontia, is chuckling even as I type this. But then, what else would one expect from a country that thinks braces are what hold your pants up? ;-)
Posted by: K`shandra | November 20, 2002 2:54 PM
Hey Rob, that's pretty funny. I'm still laughing about the 2001 thing. I figure that these items run from 1968 to 1974, so how long were you in college? [g]
Card reader. I remember kids empying the "chad" bins to use the little flecks of paper that had been punched out as confetti at sporting events. When I was about 5, I thought ALL confetti had little teeny numbers printed on it.
Posted by: Drakensykh | November 20, 2002 2:59 PM
Oh, great story, Wil :) I'm so glad that you had a good time. I'm sure that you are so much fun to hang out with. :)
Posted by: KB | November 20, 2002 4:02 PM
British.....Teeth?
BRITISH TEETH!!!!!!!?????
I take that personally.
My Nation takes that personally.
Its only the Royal Family who have the camel teeth gene.
That because its a bad idea when cousins marry.
Excellent article. You can never have too many fanboys/girls in one room.
Posted by: EnglishBen | November 20, 2002 4:05 PM
Heh I love that line about Hot Rah Magazine.
Posted by: yoomz | November 20, 2002 4:46 PM
Wil -
You never cease to amaze me. You tapped into my geeky college-longing vein. Ahhh, to study and take classes at a comfortable pace while living on campus and having the best time of my life. Ahhh, to find my vocational "calling" and study to prepare myself for the career of a lifetime.
The reality was my college experience sucked: I spent the first year partying like an idiot. Then, for the next 3 years, I worked 3-4 jobs and took a full load of classes. Which allowed me to barely graduate with 2.5 average because I wanted/needed to graduate in 4 years. My degree -it's in Accounting (practical enough) and yes...I am a CPA.
I want a do-over. (I love that show.)
I start graduate school in March/2003 for Software Engineering...but it won't be the same. Just don't get me started on the whole prom experience I skipped out on to go smoke weed.
Posted by: geek_grrl | November 20, 2002 5:41 PM
Took a break from my psych paper to come and check your site...as I pry my eyes open from writing my fourth paper this week, I read your second to last paragraph. Thanks Wil, I needed that, at times like this it's easy to forget...
Posted by: tanyak | November 20, 2002 6:12 PM
You can always go back to school...I ended up finishing my degree in my late 30's (in film of all things) and though it was a bit difficult, it was worth it.....
I have to say that you are one great writer. These stories of yours just flow....
Bernie
Posted by: bernie | November 20, 2002 6:25 PM
Thanks a lot for coming, Wil - many in the house were excited to hear you were coming, and it was nice to see Abe was serious.
Please do come over for a regular dinner sometime; it was great to have your company :)
Posted by: Mike | November 20, 2002 8:01 PM
"...and I wistfully long to be in college..."
You could always become One of Us... you know, the perpetual graduate students who just couldn't get enough of college life the first two or three times around... (;
Posted by: kendoka | November 20, 2002 8:10 PM
I can identify with your feelings of inadequacy in showing up at a school dinner - i'm a returning student myself, and after six years away i'm finally getting back at it - God knows, i was colossally nervous the first week - more so than i could ever remember being, even in the worst days of high school.
Glad to hear it went well. It's doing just fine for me, too, thankfully.
Posted by: Chris Rose | November 20, 2002 8:14 PM
Heh, Shane... yeah, he says he graduated in '92, but I saw him around Ruddock a lot and I *started* in '92...
Did they still have the Wheel of Death in the dining room? It was next to the crest, near where the president sits, while I was there (and, if I remember correctly, still there when I visited in 2000 or so). If so, I'm surprised Shane didn't strap you into that contraption.
-dac ('96 Rudd)
Posted by: dacut | November 20, 2002 8:36 PM
hm, does it count that i still AM a young girl (17) ^_^ Although i didn't start watching Star Trek (12) for the hunks, 'twas a nice surprise.
-peace and long life
Posted by: Aubrie | November 20, 2002 8:41 PM
The Wheel of Death was destroyed by the Moles last year. We got back at them this year by stealing all the lightbulbs from their shower stalls (they have coed bathrooms and separate coed showers). I guess it wasn't a fair trade. Thanks for coming, Wil.
Posted by: Buford Frink | November 20, 2002 9:00 PM
Wil,
I know people with PHD'S who learn alot of stuff from people with GED'S. It works both ways. When I got my BA I had more questions than answers. If you look and listen close enough you can learn stuff from almost anybody. Alot of times education shows you that you just have alot of learning to do. The level does not really matter and you will still have a great time.
FG
Posted by: Fabian | November 20, 2002 9:31 PM
Will! You're so hot!
Posted by: Flannery Rosanthal | November 20, 2002 10:22 PM
Wil Wheaton in a Suite and--Tie :/ :O
Whoda thunk it!!!
Man where's a Camera when you need one--- I bet you looked good----
Hot RA Magazine-- good one !!!!;)
Posted by: Andie-Gypsy_girl | November 20, 2002 10:32 PM
I don't get the point of the invite there...
Did they want "TV's Wil Wheaton" at a dinner or was there a personal relationship that got you invited?
In some ways, it reads like -
"TV PERSONALITY INVITED TO DINNER! CROWD PANDERS TO BELOVED STAR!"
Posted by: dontgetit | November 20, 2002 10:44 PM
Great story, Wil. I can just picture you running around trying to get your clothes ironed. But was this a last minute invite? You should have set something aside the night before (yeah, like I do that myself).
If your clothes were cotton, I would have spritzed the wrinkles with water (I have a sprayer just for this purpose) and then toss them in the dryer for minute or two. Or I use a hair dryer if there aren't too many wrinkles. The hair dryer is better on wet pants, no shiny spots. I hate having to get out the ironing board. Most of the time I end up ironing on the bed.
And, excuse me, but you wish you were nerdier than you are already? I don't know about that, you seem plenty nerdy enough for me.
Can someone explain what is a DG? A Delta Gamma member? No, that can't be it, that's a frat, not a sorority.
It's nice to see folks from the dinner commenting. Come back again, it's a fun place here.
Posted by: loretta652 | November 20, 2002 11:32 PM
Quite a reunion.Speaking of which I need to get one arranged soon.( I havent seen alot of my ol buds in a long,long time.)=D
Posted by: Rob | November 21, 2002 3:28 AM
Sounds ike you had a great time :)
Posted by: Tiffany | November 21, 2002 6:13 AM
I think a lot of Wil's jokes are funnier in a "you had to be there" sort of way.
Hot RA magazine is not funny.
Posted by: buntz | November 21, 2002 7:08 AM
LOL! (I mean, Laughing Out Loud!)
OK. So what gives with all the "I hated you on Star Trek" crap.
Wesley was cool!
Just happened on the blog WW. Decided to read one post from every month of WWDN. Your writing has gone from "sorta OK" to "extremely well written!" Not that I'm the expert or anything. But I am a consumer, so I know best!
Hey. If "Farking William Shatner" can do it...
:-)
http://www.michaeldemmons.com
Posted by: Michael Demmons | November 21, 2002 7:43 AM
What did you say your name was again? Bill, or something? Are you a student here?
Posted by: Dennis Ugolini | November 21, 2002 8:12 AM
Wil:
Ain't college grand? Good to hear it didn't turn out to be the nerve-wracking torture you were THINKING it was going to be (that comeback for the "I'm Wil Wheaton" guy was elegant!).
Granted, I don't have a tech degree, more of a stand-up philosopher than anything else. Well, OK, a couple of tech certifications "after the fact". But after reading your story I might actually consider ATTENDING one of those dinner seminar things the alumni association keeps advertising.... that, and now I miss how much freekin' FUN college was (even if we didn't have fraternities, we still partied way too much).
As for the "Weasley" role in ST:TNG, don't sweat it. The child prodigy is SUCH a hard role to do, and not a lot of folks really appreciate it anyway (except other child prodigies possibly.) They even tried it on the (second? third?) season of Battlestar Galactica, and the show bombed anyway. Performance-wise, you've always been on top of the game, from Stand By Me onwards... so keep at it.
May you score a major role in a mondo-wacky action flick where Elfman scores the music! (that way you can possibly get some face time in with him... I sense you'd really enjoy that.)
- Deacon Blues -
Posted by: Deacon Blues | November 21, 2002 11:15 AM
Hey Wil!
Okay, first off, this is the first time posting to you here (or anyone else, for that matter), so hi. Nice to make your virtual acquaintance.
So here's the thing: I've never heard of you until about a week ago. (Yes, I'm a traitor to my generation - I'm only a few weeks younger than you.) Last spring my grandfather, my best friend, died very suddenly. He is the person that I have always gone to for everything, but I have never needed him more than I do now. My husband is over in Afghanistan with OEF and we haven't been together in far too long and won't have Christmas either. Without my grandfather here, I haven't really had anyone around who truly understands what it is I'm going through with the war and the stress that goes with it. So my roommates, who were trying to help, went off and rented probably ten movies they thought would put me close to him. They brought home, among other WWII movies, "December" because they thought it would be the closest thing to having grandpa there. Let's just say that now I have most definitely heard of you.
I'm a nerd (nerds are in ... they are still in, right?) and have a habit of needing to know everything I can when I find something that interests me. So I zoomed around on the computer for a while until I stumbled across this place. Expecting to find yet another run of the mill site, I didn't get too excited. Then I started reading ...
Wil, you have brought more smiles to my face this week than anything else! I've read all of November and just about all of October, with a few other things scattered in there. This will sound very silly, but thank you. Thank you for not having "the best advisors" when you were younger - It got me through a week like you wouldn't believe.
As for your dinner at Cal Tech - NICE! And I chime in with the people that are telling you to remember the difference between smart and educated. The educated ones just got their gold stars and grades for things that they could have learned without the guy in the front of the class telling them how to do it. That's the only difference. (It's just too bad it took me 5 years and $18,000 in student loans to figure that one out.)
Anyhoo, I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks for putting a smile on my face and, in a roundabout way, getting me through a week that I didn't think I was going to make it through.
Keep up the wonderful work here and everywhere. I look forward to good things from you in the future.
Posted by: Jo | November 21, 2002 11:52 AM
(after reading Jo's post above)
That is just... so cool. I'm glad she found this site, and that it is what it is. I'm glad I did, too.
Posted by: Tiffany | November 21, 2002 12:13 PM
Hey, two great lines in one evening. Not bad, very funny.
Posted by: Jonathan Carter | November 21, 2002 12:18 PM
I love reading your journal. I *so* love reading your journal. If your book was nothing more than your journal printed on 20lb paper and spiral bound, I would buy it.
And now you've made me more nostalgic for Santa Cruz than I already was. *sigh*
Posted by: Anitza | November 21, 2002 12:46 PM
I guess you won't be entering for this then:
http://eib2.phpwebhosting.com/index.php
(posted on Fark)
Posted by: ionicus | November 21, 2002 2:49 PM
The thing is Wil... polyester IS back in fashion. =)
Posted by: Samuel | November 21, 2002 4:48 PM
oh my god!!!!!!!!!!
weird how i found this!
i used to love you growing up. don't know how it began, but i did watch Stand by Me 80,000 times and watched star trek whenever i could.
i still remember how i sent a pic of me in my pep squad uniform to you...yeah, like a guy near the age of 20 is going to go after a 13 year old...unless you're Bill Wyman, and in that case i would have been considered too old.
and i still have two of your autographed piccies. and i was proud of my Big Bopper collection of posters on my wall of which you were the featured artist. i took a couple of pics of them. i think one i got was of my sister picking Sean Astin's nose.
now i'm the ripe old age of 27. but looking over this website, i'm glad that there is something fundamental that really hadn't changed in those years, and that would be the sense of humor. it would be traumatic if you had turned into a dour asshole or something.
anyhow, take care.
Posted by: suzanne | November 21, 2002 7:30 PM
I just found your site -- how cool! Sounds like your evening ended up well, even if you were nervous at first. Too bad you had to leave so soon.
Trish
Posted by: Trish | November 21, 2002 10:38 PM
Hey Wil - I am an engineer and it doesn't matter if you don't know engineering or not...you're still cool.
Glad it sounds like you had a great time!
Posted by: Chewie | November 22, 2002 10:33 AM
Gotta know what "DG" is. Please please inform us.
Posted by: n | November 22, 2002 1:24 PM
I downloaded Aquis IE Speaker (Tech TV/call for help). It will read portions of a website that you highlight. I used it on this entry and it was very funny. Try it.
Posted by: Patrick | November 22, 2002 6:58 PM
Wil,
You'll probably think I'm off my rocker, but my friend, Analisa, and I are big fans/groupies. Would you ever make a shirt or hat that we can proudly wear? Because I would so love to wear you on my body. Um, hope your wife doesn't kick me for that. But yeah, we'd love to wear you. Think about the prospects!
Posted by: Ruth Woytsek | November 22, 2002 9:31 PM
You know, Wil, I think you'd be a great student (you'd never know it, but yes, I'm on the other side of the lecturn). You'd get a lot out of the experience. But I guess your schedule is a bit of a problem. Here's hoping you get a lucrative role so you can coast and take courses for a few years! My god, you're so young - stop thinking of it as something that passed you by, please!
Posted by: synchronicity | November 22, 2002 9:45 PM
I liked the story. I can only imagine how you felt. Also glad I found your website.
Posted by: Benny | November 22, 2002 10:31 PM
Point of information:
DG = a sister of Delta Gamma sorority.
Posted by: Drakensykh | November 23, 2002 9:29 PM
sweet kisses
Posted by: susi | October 20, 2003 12:16 AM
cool page
Posted by: tom | October 20, 2003 12:16 AM
cool page
Posted by: tom | October 20, 2003 12:17 AM
cool page
Posted by: tom | October 20, 2003 12:17 AM