There I was.. browsing, lounging, reading, replying.... doing my daily DIC thing. When my husband pulled his chair up behind me and ask what I was giggling about.

I showed him a post that had tickled me funny. He cocked his head to the side, arched his eyebrow - just one, shook his head and rolled back to his desk.

Within 30 seconds, he was behind me again. "I take it this is where the nerds hang out?"

"I suppose you could put it that way," was my reply.

At this point, he leaned forward, kissed my forehead and muttered something about his disbelief that he - Mr. High School Jock - could end up with me - Ms. Chess Club President. He then rolled back over to his desk to pretend he was disinterested.

When I turned around 20 minutes later, he was sneaking his own peek at the site and quickly closed the window when he realized he'd been caught.

Closet Nerds: The REAL threat to technology as we know it.