Did I mention dogs yet? Dogs. I spend a lot of time with dogs. I run a force free dog training business, so dogs are kind of a critical part of my day-to-day life. Plus, my own dogs are pretty much the coolest thing in the universe (I have two). I geek out over training mechanics, learning theory and counter-conditioning protocols. I can't remember the last time I wore clothes that weren't lightly peppered with dog fur. You don't need to have dogs of your own, but people who don't like pets would probably consider my house a special sort of torture. Because dogs.
I am fascinated by geek culture, but I seem to enjoy it vicariously more than directly. I like to spend time with people who are really involved in fandoms, but rarely feel comfortable fully partaking of the nerdery. That said, I play a handful of truly terrible video games that you've never heard of (yes, they're really that bad, and no, you've really never heard of them), and I can geek out about Doctor Who or Dragonriders of Pern with the best of them.
Other people collect stamps or coins or vintage pez dispensers. I collect hobbies and skills. My equivalent of "me time" often involves me bingeing on DIY tutorials for a new skill or craft for which I have absolutely no reasonable, practical purpose. As a result, my craft closet could pass for the square root of Hobby Lobby. Hobbies range from standard options like quilting, spinning and crochet, to more obscure things like building wattle fences, tanning furs, etching metal and an unnecessarily detailed understanding of the genetics behind color inheritance in dogs, rabbits and pigeons. I just like to know things. As of November 2015, leather tooling is my craft of choice.
I am a proud creature, but I have a healthy dose of flailing idiot running around in my head, too. I don't like being trapped in any single worldview, be it silly or serious, masculine or feminine, old or young, hatefully misanthropic or irrepressibly idealistic.