Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Girls Make Better GamersI always thought it strange that there aren't more girl gamers. I mean girls who game more than the Wii or racing games (as movies and TV shows portray girl gamers).
I mean a plethora of games. From pen and pencil RPGs like Dungeons and Dragons, to console, to PC.
To me it makes sense that there'd be more girl gamers than guy gamers.
Maybe it's expected of a guy to game. I mean that's what guys do right? Sit around, eat pizza, play video games- until he marries and is forced to stop. Right?
Lets go back to childhood. Now, I'm not saying all little girls do this and should do this- but for the most part growing up girls played with dolls, had tea parties, dressed their Barbies and made houses for all of them out of random household objects.
That alone makes us better gamers. As human beings we get angry and enjoy kicking ass just as much as the next guy. Take that and add to it our natural ability to role play and bam! Hello- recipe for a gamer!
Maybe we don't see a lot of girl gamers because its looked at as "you'll grow out of it one day..." As though playing games was a characteristic for immature lazy people.
Why would I want to "grow out of" being a gamer?
Think about it- think about your average sports fan. How many hours do you spend sitting in front of the TV watching sports? And all you're doing is watching. You're not helping the team.
When I game I'm using my imagination, I'm problem solving, I'm (depending on the game) using hand-eye coordination , etc.
While I was looking around on the internet I found this "list"- 10 reasons NOT to date a girl gamer
This by far was one of the dumbest things I've read. Ever.
No really- EVER.
Here's where my husband and guys I game with are awesome. Here's my response to their idiotic list:
1) My friends and husband would never get jealous I beat them at a game. Never.
2) I like playing with my husband, yes- But I'll be damned if I HAVE to play with him. Fuck that. Who made 50 first in SWtOR? ME that's who.
3) My husband and I spend time together. Do I need to up his ass being a harpy bitch cause he won't play a game I can play with him? Are you fucking serious? The list of games Stephen plays without me is way too long to type out.
4) Some one find who wrote this list and send them to me. I'll show you "beginner's luck" while I punch them in the face. This whole "beginners luck" thing sure is lasting a while. Sure there are games I'm not as good at- of course if I had a dick I'd be awesome at *all* of them. Woe is me.
5) Yes. I game for the dudes. Every Tuesday when our regular group of "dudes" come over to game it almost ALWAYS leads to one big orgy. There's nothing I want more on Tuesdays than to seduce my friends. If by seduce you mean act like a social retard, make fun of my friends and eat chocolate.
6) Yes, I play the Sims as well. As well. God the guy who wrote this list has got to have the smallest penis on the planet. It's like inverted. It's got to be.
7) Shut up. Just STFU
8) First, what's wrong with role playing? Ohhh.. you're a button masher. The guy who probably whines and cries when he doesn't win at PVP and can't make mods. Second- what the hell makes you think I won't dress up in the bedroom? Fuck you and stop staring in my windows. Just cause you can't have sex with a girl due to your inverted penis is no reason to get mad at the awesome.
9) Get up asshole and make it yourself. Or ask nicely. It's called "Let me find a safe spot"
10) A super model? I'm a super model? Wait? So all the guys in HS who told me I was too ugly to date were wrong? Damn it!
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Focus52: Week 6This week's Focus52 theme was Love of Red.
Now- I did want to use my family and guinea pigs and take their photos. But lets face it, there's a reason we paid money to get family photos done- I'm pretty sure if I took photos at some point I'd say "will you behave! I'm trying to take photos of how much I love you guys dang it!"
...taking photos of other people's kids is soooo much easier hahaha
So here's the family photo I took instead:
So Sam's name is partially covered up by my thumb....
And I admit I did not 100% take this photo. I set up the camera and all that and had Paul, our 5 year old, press the button. He loves to be my "assistant"
The next photo might not scream out to you as "love" but it does. Trust me:
Yes, that is indeed a turret from Portal. And yes it talks. This was one of the gifts my husband got me for Valentines Day. Why? Cause my husband and I are awesome. Apparently its hard to find someone who accepts you're a gamer and isn't just assuming that and waiting for you to grow out of it.
Ok sure- yes there are some people out there who are too stupid to balance gaming and family and don't help around the house, but really it's not the game's fault! If you can't help with the kids and the house because you game- news flash! You'd probably find some other excuse to not help. Lucky me I found a guy who helps, actually goes above and beyond sometimes, encourages my dork side, and is a complete dork himself.
So this little turret he gave me for Valentines Day was given and accepted with as much love as one of those stupid cheesy diamond commercials.
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Thursday, February 09, 2012
Focus52 week 5This week's focus52 prompt is Still Life
Almost immediately I knew what I was going to use. Things I have either from or that remind me of my grandparents. Specifically my mom's parents.
Yes they had their issues- find me some with out any, and you'll find yourself a liar- but they are so awesome and such wonderful examples.
My grandma has become the family matriarch and wears it well- with dignity and grace.
When Grandpa Z died - we all knew it was coming as he was on his death bed and everyone knew it was the end.
Still though, the hurt our family took from that was tremendous. We will always miss him, and we are so grateful for his influence.
Grandma Z- is crazy, in her own wonderful way. My ocd tendencies come from my mother, who got them from her mother, who I'm sure got them from her parents....
But she's an amazing woman who's gone through quite a bit. It's the little things I hold close. Like the smell of her house. The smell of the best food you've ever had, cleanliness, and freshness. How incredibly soft her hands are. Her ushering us out to the backyard as soon as we walked in the front door. Her ability to make a bed better than anyone on the planet (you haven't slept until you've slept in a properly made bed). Her yelling at us to get out of the flowers. And bringing cutting up guavas for us to eat. The certain shade of pea green that will always be known as Grandma Zanone green.
Grandpa Z- was just awesome. Again- it's the little things. How he'd sit quietly and observe, and when he did say something it was hysterically funny. This barking type noise he'd make as you'd walk passed him. The sound of a tennis game in the background as you were being shuffled to the backyard. The harmonica. His love of food and desire for his children and grandchildren to try new and wonderful things. How he knew I was one of the few who loved the way he cured olives and would give me one whenever I came over. His bow legged little walk coming up the stairs, his hands full of guavas to had to grandma Z to cut for us.
So I knew when I read this week's prompt that I'd have to gather up all the things from, and that remind me of my grandparents:
These are 2 sweaters grandma Z knitting for Paul and Teddy. Now, she used to knit all the time and then as she aged it turned into one family member (mind you we have a large family (you know, my mom came from 8, had 8 herself. Her brothers and sisters each had large families...) - so it turned into one family member would get "the slippers." And then she stopped knitting it seemed all together.
Until a few Christmases ago when Stephen and I got a box in the mail from her. Inside we found 2 hand knit sweaters from Grandma Z. It was so wonderful and precious- I'll keep thees near and dear forever.
So here's a hodge podge o' stuff.
The peacock feather- for some reason I always remember, on a shelf in a room we never normally went into was a vase of peacock feathers. And I loved those. I love peacocks. I even love the weird noises they make.
The yellow bird- my grandma always had these little glass birds. Not many. But enough to be a memory.
The black bird- reminds me of a Picasso painting. Which reminds me of the art she has on her walls.
The small soaps- seriously you cannot find small, shaped soaps anywhere! At least I can't. But they were always there, for "guests"
The sea shell- this was actually given to me from Grandma Z when I was about 4. I was sitting there just staring at it, fascinated, for the longest time, and she gave it to me. I've had it ever since.
And, of course, a photo of Grandpa Z- next to sausage links. Very fitting.
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Wednesday, February 01, 2012
This week's Focus52This week'sFocus52 prompt is Cold.
Really? Cold. Sure. I mean it's February it makes total sense to do "Cold."
Except it's been in the high 50s, early 60s and will be all this week. Don't get me wrong this CA girl/omg I'm dying when it's 40 outside/brrrr gal is all for this weather. I love it and am sooo happy it's not snowing. But some nice snowy photos would've been nice. So I did the best I could with what I had.
Ok, yes, I could've fudged it a bit. You know, put on my gloves, made some hot cocoa and just *pretended* it was bitterly cold out. But have you tried making hot cocoa with kids in the house? If I wanted to say "No you can't have any hot cocoa" 17 million times you would be seeing that photo below ;-)
There you have it. Brrr... Cold.