For all those 24% who say "Stop trying to classify me!", get real. We all classify people all the time, and the nuances that different group of people go through and what we all deem acceptable will bewilder anyone who gives it any thought at all. So, like the 24%, I used to try to be insistent on being a birder rather than a birdwatcher, a road cyclist rather than a biker or cycle tourer, and so ad infinitum for any of the myriad activities I choose to indulge in. And I would get angst-ridden about people getting it wrong. But not now. It's all just labels. Some are useful; others less so, but I now choose to collect these labels. So yes, I am a geek, a nerd, a dweeb, a brainiac, a freak, a weirdo and any other label you want to throw at me. So what? If I disagreed, you'd have given me a different label - trouble, argumentative, pain in the neck, grouch, grump. Whatever. I embrace the lot. Now that you've given me a name let's have a proper conversation.