You Know You're An Emgee When....

You would swear it was the off-season around here ;)

I know, right?

You know your an Emgee when you come to a coaster message board and ask advice in moving to somewhere where there is coasters all year round, or staying somewhere where there are more coasters, but only half the year.;)

You know you're an emgee when...

...you're more interested in the topic of a CoasterBuzz thread than you are in derailing it with MTR jokes...despite your interest in adding MTR to your track record.

...you notice strong parallels between your love of coasters and your love of men/women. In other words, you are content to stay home and chat about your lastest obsessions and download photos of them, instead of actually venturing out to ride them.

...on the rare occasions when you do have a date, you have to use every iota of discipline you can muster to prevent yourself from sabotaging it with excesssive coaster talk.

...you have ended relationships because your former friends/lovers/spouses were not sufficiently interested in roller coasters.

...you spent $3000 on a Habitrail home for a single hamster, which included an amusement section complete with a working freefall ride.

...you are so devastated when your hamster drowns in the "Undersea Adventure" area of her park, that you close Hamsterland for good, but leave it SBNO for years afterward for your friends and relatives to "marvel" at.

Ben

Wow. Ben. I never knew.

I think that defines it right there.

:)

You have no idea, Tekno. :-) I think we might need to come up with an new acronym for me. MMG? Because I'm just getting started.

You know you're a major, MAJOR geek when...

...your work up so much enthusiasm for a particular coaster that when you actually ride it, you are depressed because nothing can live up the life-altering experience you expected it to be.

...you have no problem driving for five hours straight to get to Silverwood for a coaster fix, and driving another five hours to get home on the same day, so you don't have to waste money on a motel room. You've done this as many as three times in one summer.

...you spent $70 on a pair of life-vests that you keep in your back seat whenever you drive to Silverwood from Seattle, just in case a freak wind blows your little purple Saturn off of the I-90 bridge when you cross the Columbia River.

Shall I continue?

...you turn off the Travel Channel's most recent coaster show because you're disturbed that they called Gemini a wooden coaster.

...you get excited when you find out the last four digits of someone's phone number match the track length of a favorite coaster of yours.

...you try to remember the birthdays of acquaintances by associating them with famous coaster tragedies. (i.e. The derailment of the Edmonton Mindbender, the death on BTMR, the mere opening of Timberhawk, etc.) *** Edited 8/2/2004 3:43:02 AM UTC by Railshark***

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Railshark said:
...you have no problem driving for five hours straight to get to Silverwood for a coaster fix, and driving another five hours to get home on the same day, so you don't have to waste money on a motel room. You've done this as many as three times in one summer.

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*guilty*

Shall we call you X Emgee?

Extreme Major Geek on the board...

Hey, I coined a semi-new phrase. Yay Me!

How about SMG? You know you're the Supreme Emgee when...

...not only are you not horrified at your own geekdom, you actually take pride in it to the point where you brag about it to anyone who will listen. *** Edited 8/2/2004 4:05:24 AM UTC by Railshark***

When you constantly yell at the television when Paul Reuben is being a tool for yet another crappy coaster that he thinks is the greatest coaster in the world...

...you feel the need to edit minor grammar and spelling errors in previous posts, so as not to "embarrass" yourself in front of people to whom you have already admitted driving a purple Saturn, accidentally drowning a hamster named Brenda in your fish tank, and having life vests handy in the back seat of the aforementioned purple Saturn whenever you know you will be driving over water, in order to avoid a fate similar to that of your dearly-departed rodent.

...you become enraged when you find out the "new coaster" at some obscure park in Rwanda will be a clone, because you were looking forward to oogling photos of yet another original design that you will never ride.

^^ Dude, you need Jesus!

Bob, that's not really true. He's such a huge tool, even the GP can figure that one out. ;)

Ben, Ben, Ben. You have spent way too many hours working at Slaveway! ;) Oh, and I hope you haven't been to SW 3x's yet. I'm countin' on ya to join us there Tues the 31st. After all, who else will go on the skydiver with me?

I think the last thing the world needs is someone as obsessive/compulsive as I am finding religion! Far too many of those already. Better for me to obsess over an innocuous hobby or two, than to become a manic proselytizer, admonishing everyone I talk to to accept Christ's love, or suffer eternal torment in Hell.

That's not to say I wouldn't benefit from a talk with my doctor about Xanax or Valium...

Don't forget about Viagra ;) I understand that's all you need to pick "up" your *spirit*...

When you wear a "Boomerang" T-shirt (My fiance bought me a boomerang t-shirt as a joke since I hate them so much :) )

Of course, and this one is true for me....when the only neck tie you own is a Cedar Point one :_

Cutting back on the caffiene wouldn't hurt, either.

Cutting back on caffeine? I'll have you know small countries depend on your addiction. you see Ben, it's about more than just you ;)

*** Edited 8/2/2004 6:26:16 AM UTC by Robocoaster***

Maybe that's not such a bad thing. Which countries?