First of all, I just took a look at your picture, and my your rating on the Attract-O-Meter is;
Yowza!
(Not my usual type, but I’d have a hard time unlocking my eyeball-tracking nonetheless.)
As for advice (and as you may have already inferred, I am in your target demographic): The best thing you can do to make a geek feel comfortable is get him to talk about his favorite subject/intellectual infatuation/doctorial thesis. Once you get him started, and with just the barest of continual prodding and display/simulacrum of interest he’ll drop the whole shyness facade and tell you all about The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy/linguistic interrelations of the Romance languages/the life cycle of intestinal worms. Once he’s run his course and is convinced that you are genuinely!, amazingly!, outstandingly! interested in him, then he’ll start inquiring about your interests. (If he doesn’t, then he’s probably just a self-absorbed bastard, and you don’t want that. You just want to get past the initial barricade, not into the dungeon.)
Most geeks don’t appear to communicate well because they have nothing to say on the weather or sports, unless they are a computational meteorologist or baseball statistician, in which case 98% of what they’ll have to say flies over the head of the average person. (Even assuming that you aren’t average, you still probably don’t have their specialized knowledge about the topic.) Knowing this, and having the continual experience of either fumbling to try to discuss a topic in which they have little knowledge and no interest (“Er, uh, yeah, it is kind of cloudy.” <Geez, I hope she doesn’t ask me what kind of clouds those are!>) or start slamming out every bit of information only to discover that the person being addressed has fallen into a coma, many geek-types are just reluctant to say anything.
Blunt really (really) isn’t a problem, except that your typical high-end nerd is going to be so unused to being approached by an attractive woman that he’ll just figure that he’s a) being set up for a con, b) wondering if she’s an Amway salesman, or c) so oblivious that he doesn’t notice that he’s being hit upon at all. I think blunt+preservence should do the trick. Maybe a “Hey, did you notice I’m flirting with you?” might be just the thing to kick over a few synapses that were busy cranking back and forth trying to deduct why a pretty girl would be talking to the owner of the mind containing said synapses.
Oh, and keep at it. Someone has to keep the high IQ genes floating around the gene pool (or at least given some hope), and Og knows the hardcore geeks need all the help they can get. The recalcitrance you are encountering isn’t any reflection on your appearance, manners, or hygiene; and if I’m taken as a typical specimen, basic housekeeping is quite enough–the extra accoutrements like makeup and jewelry are largely and can, in excess, be detrimental in making a positive impression.
You don’t sound like you’re lacking in intellect yourself, in recalling previous posts. With a little extra effort on your part (sorry, but that’s the way with the socially-unendowed), some fortunate chap (or a few) is going to be quite happy. And it goes without saying that you should be too.
Good luck to you…and the lucky dog in whom you take an interest.
Stranger