So, there I was, in the bathroom. (No, this has nothing to do with bathroom humor. It's just where I was.) And I glanced at the book someone had left open on the vanity, which was a cookbook, open to a page that began with a recipe for "piccolo pizzas", which turn out to be little miniature vol-au-vent-like "pizzas" in cup-like crusts made from Pillsbury bake-and-serve frozen biscuits.
You know you're a geek when the very first thought that goes through your head is, "No, you've mis-spelled pico."