Wherein you learn that I go for the nerd...

Dearest readers, I learned a few important things tonight that I feel need to be shared post haste on the interwebs.

A) NEVER under any circumstances, no matter how tired one might be are, should anyone drink a large Diet Coke during a James Bond movie. You will spend the entirety of said flick doing your best not to pee just a little every time a gun shot goes off. And if you haven't been to a Bond film recently, let me clue you in: that happens a whole darn lot. (Maybe this is more specific to me as the caffeine made me a touch jumpy as well).

2) Daniel Craig has the ability to make just about anything look hot. I'm not even exaggerating (which I will now admit that I am prone to do in most cases). Whether he's trying to live the life of a drunken beach bum or is walking into a mob run casino in a perfectly tailored tux to seduce a... erm, lady of the night, the man does it with class and sheer perfection. It's why he's my favorite Bond (SHHH! Don't tell Sean Connery. He held the top spot until just recently).

III) Even when the above mentioned perfection is clamoring for my attention, I will still go for the nerd.

Allow me to explain for those of you who haven't had the pleasure of feasting your eyes on Mr. Craig's baby blues in the most recent installation of the International Man of Mystery's story; you finally get to meet Q, who has morphed into the perfect blend of hipster and tech nerd. And I think that I might be a little bit in love with him. (Hint: Hold the little).

I loved everything from his heavy framed glasses (I have a similar pair in the bathroom at home) to his messy hair to his cardigans to his skinny tie. I thoroughly enjoyed his snarky banter with Bond and the fact that he's wicked smart. While Bond maybe hot... oh let's be honest, we're all friends here: there's no maybe about it. Bond is smokin'.  So, while Bond is hot in every sense of the word, Q is wonderfully quirky and just dorky enough to appeal to a total nerd girl like me. Don't misunderstand me: nerd does not mean lack of social skills or an extreme dislike of sports. I have learned through painful trial and error (read: loads of awkward blind dates) that I couldn't ever spend a ridiculous amount of time around a guy who hates sports. It's just not a thing in my world (speaking of: GO UTES! Way to finally win a game. Now back to our regularly scheduled ranting). But I most definitely appreciate a nerd. And that, my darling readers, is what Q is. Total and complete geek chic.

Why, may I ask you, do men like this only exist in fictional worlds?

Bond...James Bond...

That's right friends, I finally caved. You see, the first James Bond 007 came out while I was a little missionary in California and when I came home, it had been so long that no one really thought about having me watch it. So when all the hype for the next one started I didn't think too much of it until my friend Ricky came to my office and asked if I wanted to go and see it. I said sure and we were all set until my other friend Cam FREAKED out because I hadn't seen the first one (he's Canadian, I blame the freak out on that) and made me watch it. As soon as that last scene came on, where James is standing over Mr. White in the three pieces suit with the massive gun and he says, "Bond, James Bond." I jumped off the couch and said, "Okay let's go. I can't wait any longer!" The boys laughed at me and reminded me that we still had to go out to dinner, which upset me greatly because I was ready right then for more James in my life, right then, not in 2 hours. Unfortunately, the boys were hungry and the made me WAIT which means all the shows were sold out until 10:50 that night... But you know what, waiting that long was worth it. James is a million times cooler than Jack Bauer, which I didn't think was possible. It's official...I'm in love.