I admit it. I just had a nerdgasm.

Do you know how to utterly embarrass a nearly 17-year-old boy? I do. Stand up and applaud loudly at the end of Star Trek. Trust me.

He "scratched his eyebrow" with his middle finger in response to me putting up the Vulcan salute whilst whooping / laughing in sheer glee at an inappropriate volume at the exact moment when Jim, Uhura, Bones, Sulu, Spock, Scotty, and Chekov were all in the same frame.

Nerdgasm. Wicked pissah.

Paradoxically, we rode to the theater on Val. She's my dorkiness antidote.