(Well, I seem to have the talking-to-myself-three-posts-in-a-row thing pat down tonight ... how nerdy.)
On my last visit to Mainz, Germany, which was an altogether dreary affair, we did go out dancing all night on Friday, till we walked home in the dawn light in fact; some intelligent-techno DJ playing at one club, which was kinda crap, so we moved to another place, which was utterly f*cking brilliant. Last night it was open, ever, kind of a cult place, two dancefloors w/electro DJs, bar in the middle stacked full of people of all kinds and looks, everyone totally at ease and grooving, spilling over the old couches and seats in the bar place. Since I was getting kinda sick of watching my friend and her boyfriend newly melt all night and we were collectively pushed in between two couches anyway, I plunked down, turned to the girl beside me and said, "So, who are you?"
She was this really petite girl: Britta. Thin arms, small glasses, crusty-type dreadlocks and a huge tattoo across her back. And she had a lovely smile. 24 she was, studying to be a social worker, here on her own because her husband couldnt come tonight. Very charming, I thought very pretty, definitely geeky. Spent a very cool time in spirited conversation with lots of laughs. When she went back to her friends I went dancing, so missed her when, my friend told me, she came back looking for me.
Yes, geek charm, definitely