What I especially like about “Fringe,” beyond its general brilliance, is that the female characters have agency — their own strength and intelligence.

Mainstream science fiction movies duel for supremacy! Matte paintings will be shattered! Previously distinguished acting careers will be lightly besmirched!

I have been to my share of nerd conventions. There are entire subcultures of nerds that aren’t into the stereotypical sci-fi/fantasy mishmash, and I have confronted them all and survived.

“Everyone starts out as a Nerd, usually in junior high, and either progresses through Dorkdom in high school towards Geekdom or alas remains trapped as a Nerd well into adulthood.”

The group walk towards the camera in slow motion, their long coats billowing behind them. Oh yeah, baby, it’s good to be on the Super Team.

This isn’t a Facebook revolt. It’s a diet. I’m only cutting back, because I’m concerned about what the now-ubiquitous social media portal might be doing to my brain.

Scrabble leaves a lot to the luck of the draw. You can have the biggest and best vocabulary in the world, but it won’t do you any good if you’re stuck with XPQDWLS.

Whenever you say “Webby,” I think only of DuckTales. The phrase “I’m Internet famous!” has no legal significance. And I never, ever tire of being Rickrolled. The song’s just so darned catchy.

There’s just too much money to be made plundering the past for the technology not to be invented and deployed to shopping malls across America, where it can take up space between the water-massage tables and the abandoned oxygen bar.

One fanzine from the 1920′s caught my attention. Its headline read, “Let Us Band Together and Write Hollywood to Influence them to Increase the Number of Science Fantasy Motion Pictures.” Such was the station of your average nerd — until now.