Geek Culture Is Bigger On The Inside – Why "Fake Geek Girl" Is Wrong

geek-culture-bigger-on-the-insideIt’s no secret that I’m a geek.  I love science fiction – Star Wars, Star Trek, and Doctor Who in particular.  I’m a big super hero fan and love all things science.  (Well, except maybe Quantum Mechanics – freshman year of college scarred me for life with that.) 

Every so often, an aspect of geekdom holds a meeting.  Some of the biggest are the various ComicCons that take place around the world.  I’ve never been to a convention, but have always wanted to go and love seeing photos of my fellow geeks dressing as their favorite characters.  Sadly, I’ve heard stories of a dark undercurrent in geek culture.  One that tries to push fellow geeks out of the fold.

Women of all ages and interests are being told that they aren’t "real geeks." They are being told that they are only attending conventions to "seduce" geeks or that they are only trying to gain attention for themselves.  It’s obvious to these self-proclaimed "real geeks" that these women are just pretenders and should be shunned and made fun of until they go away.  Or worse.  (Some women have to endure sexual innuendo directed at them that I wouldn’t repeat here.)

To me, there is a fake geek here.  Only it’s not the women indulging in their interests.  It’s the guys who are trying to exclude someone based purely on their gender.  Like many geeks, I was picked on mercilessly in high school.  Of the many lessons I took from this, a big one was to always treat people how I want to be treated.  I don’t talk down to people, I don’t make fun of people, and I DON’T exclude people on the flimsiest of excuses.  These self-proclaimed "real geeks" would do well to remember this lesson.

These people seem to think that more people entering geek culture waters is down.  I think the reverse is true.  With few people, few ideas are contributed and a culture withers and dies.  With more people, more ideas are contributed and the culture thrives.  Geekdom is bigger on the inside – there’s room for everyone.

Will some of those people not be as neurotically obsessed with every minutia of a subject?  Of course, but you can’t tell those with more casual interests and those with more intense interests merely by the presence of a Y chromosome.

There are geek girls out there who could recite comic lore that I know of only from the occasional Wikipedia search.  There are geek girls out there who can build steampunk gadgetry that makes me awestruck.  There are geek girls out there who have dozens of D&D campaigns under their belt whereas I’ve never played at all.

However, even if someone’s interest is casual and not intense, there isn’t any geek culture bouncer who gets to decide who is in and who is out.  Not me and certainly not those self-proclaimed "real geeks."  Ok, maybe there should be one exception: Anyone who positions themselves a "real geek" and tries to exclude someone else from geekdom should themselves be cast out.

I’m raising two geeky boys.  I’ll likely never need to worry about them being excluded from geek culture based on their gender, but that doesn’t mean that this subject will never be brought up.  I’m going to make sure I raise my boys to accept geek girls into geek culture and to appreciate them for their interests .

The Doubleclicks recently released a song and music video about this subject.  It’s genius (even though I wish it wasn’t necessary).  In case you haven’t heard it, here it is, chock full of great geeks (some who happen to be men and some who happen to be women):

Unfortunately, there were too many submissions to include in one music video so The Doubleclicks are posting additional images (and accepting new submissions) at http://geekgirlvideo.tumblr.com/.

It’s Time To Meet The Muppets in My Muppets Show

my-muppet-showI’ve been a fan of the Muppets for a very long time.  When I was a kid, I used to love watching The Muppet Show on TV.  Then there were the many Muppet movies.  They always promised some hilarious, slightly out-of-control fun.  After that, I would regularly watch Muppet Babies and awed at how the Muppets – as little kids – would have amazing adventures.  (I just wish Muppet Babies was available on DVD or on Netflix.  My kids would love it.)  Recently, we all fell in love with the Muppets again with their movie and their YouTube shorts.

animalA week ago, B found out that there was a new game for Android phones: My Muppet Show.  (Apparently, it had been available for iOS for awhile but just made the Android leap.)  Within minutes, it was installed on B’s phone, JSL’s Galaxy Tab 2, my phone, a spare Android phone that NHL uses for gaming, and our iPad.  The boys and I were hooked instantly and soon the sounds of Muppet performances were echoing through our house.

The premise of the game is that Dr. Bunsen Honeydew has come up with a new invention – the Digitzer.  Using this, he can transport Muppets from the real world to the digital one.  You transport Muppets to your digital stage, but it isn’t glamorous to start with.  Instead, it’s run-down with garbage strewn everywhere and cramped, tiny dressing rooms.  Thankfully, though, it doesn’t stay that way.

digitizing-chickensAs your Muppets perform, they earn money.  Money can be used to remove trash, buy dressing room upgrades, and purchase various enhancements.  Some of these enhancements will make your Muppet performers happier.  And happier Muppets earn you more money.  Money can also be used to buy food which – when fed to your performers – allows your Muppets to increase their level which, in turn, means they earn even more money.  Along the way, your various actions (including completing tasks assigned to you by Scooter) gain you experience points which unlock more characters and enhancements.

stageYou can even become friends with other players and visit their stages to see what they have and how they arranged their performers/items.  You can get friends via Facebook, Twitter, or e-mail.  In a stroke of genius, you can also just enter a person’s friend code to add them as a friend.  (You become their friend as well automatically.)  This is so simple that NHL discovered this feature the second day he played it (before I found it) and he set it up so he and his brother were friends.

fozzie-and-rowlfThis game is very addictive.  I can’t stop playing it and love seeing all of my Muppet performers strutting their stuff.  I love watching the Digitizer slowly forming a new Muppet and hoping it is the one I was trying to get.  (Dr. Bunsen Honeydew’s inventions aren’t 100% reliable.)  By the way, my friend code is 777218FE.  If you get addicted to the game the way I and my boys have gotten, feel free to let me know and add me as a friend.  I’ll stop by your stage to see how your Muppet performers are doing.

Coincidentally, the teaser trailer for the Muppets’ next movie was just released yesterday.  This looks like it’s going to be tons of fun.  I can’t wait for spring 2014!

A Doctor Who/Dole Whip-seeking/Mini-Golfing/Chocolate-Cakey Birthday

Saturday was my birthday.  I awoke a 38 year old thinking about how far I’ve come.  Ten years ago, I was a father to be.  Six years ago, I had just become a father for the second time a few months prior.  In that time, I’ve done my part to raise my boys to be just as geeky as I am.  Sure enough, the presents that B and the boys got me were definitely geeky.

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That’s a sonic screwdriver, mini-TARDIS, and a Dalek bookmark.  I wasted no time putting the batteries in my new sonic screwdriver and trying it out.  A few seconds after that, the kids were trying it out as I desperately tried to get it back.  JSL has now declared that HE wants a sonic screwdriver.  Though we probably won’t buy him one (he’s got enough toys right now), B might try knitting or crocheting one for him.  There are a lot of patterns online for sonic screwdrivers.

After the gifts, we ate a quick breakfast at home and went to the local mall.  I had heard the previous day that Menchie’s frozen yogurt was offering Dole pineapple flavor.  Disney fans know this as Dole Whip: A frozen creation that no trip to Disney World or Disney Land is complete without.  In fact, the only place you can get Dole Whips were the two Disney parks and the Dole factory.  And now Menchie’s.

We stopped by and – after eating lunch to give the lines for the grand opening time to die down a bit – looked inside.  It looked amazing, but there was no Dole Whip.  Luckily, the manager was there and mentioned that he did have the Dole pineapple mix in the back – it just wasn’t one of their weekly flavors.  He also had no clue what a big deal Dole Whips were.  We gave him our card and he said he’d definitely update his Facebook page to let us know when the pineapple goodness is available.  (Check the Menchie’s by you.  If they have Dole Pineapple… GET IT!!!!  You’re welcome.)  We’ll be headed back there another day.

After that, we headed to FunPlex Fun Park in East Greenbush.  Here, we mini-golfed 18 pirate themed holes.  The boys had a blast avoiding sharks and hitting their balls through wrecked ships.

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When we were done golfing, we picked up a cake for me, went out to dinner, and then went to B’s parents house to have dessert.  I picked out a "7th Heaven" cake from Price Chopper.

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Price Chopper describes this as:

Four chocolate layers filled with whipped ganache and Hershey’s icing. Melted ganache is drizzled over Hershey’s whipped topping. Garnished with chocolate spaghetti and rosettes for a real slice of heaven.

And this WAS a slice of heaven.  By all rights, this much chocolate should be overly sugary and too much chocolate.  But it works.  Even non-chocoholic B loved it.  It was a little bit more than the basic cakes, but it was well worth it.

Oh, and my in-laws got me a wonderful Doctor Who shirt.

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It was a wonderful way to start the day.  I can’t wait to see what the next year brings.

Birthday Present Conundrum

bday_giftTomorrow is my birthday.  As the special day approaches, people start to mention the one thing I dread about birthdays.  Ok, not greying hairs.  Or receding hairlines.  (Which I totally DON’T have despite B’s insisting that I do.)  Or more and more signs appearing that I’m no longer young.  (Instinctively referring to college students as "kids"… music I grew up with playing on the oldies station… etc.)

Ok, one of the many THINGS I dread about birthdays: Deciding what present(s) I want people to get me.

Every year, when I’m asked what I want, I start to think.  There’s always a list of some geeky item that I’d love to own.  Perhaps a sonic screwdriver.  Maybe a set of Doctor Who figures.  Possibly, a TeeFury shirt.  On the other hand, I look at the geeky things that I’ve bought in the past and I see a pile of items that I never look at.

I begin to think that, perhaps, I don’t need the new item after all.  Instead, I start to think about what practical gift I could use.  When I think of practical items, I think of things I could use while helping other people.  If I had a bigger external hard drive, I could back up more data from our computers.  If I had a cell phone mount, I could read directions from my phone while driving the boys to activities.

I’m torn between the geeky, non-practical items and the not-as-geeky, much more practical items.

When you think about presents people could buy for you, what sort of items do you choose?

Bowling Lessons Learned

bowling_lessonsEarlier in the week, we took NHL and JSL out bowling.  NHL tends to get very competitive while bowling and can get upset because I bowl better than he does.  Then again, I DO have a few more years of practice.

When, after the first few frames, he was in the lead, he began to exclaim about how he was beating me.  I told him that it wasn’t nice to gloat about doing better than someone else because you never know when you will start doing worse.  I was only a few pins behind him and I figured that he’d blow a frame or two or my bowling would pick back up to my usual levels and I’d go ahead of him again soon.

I was so confident that I tweeted a lesson to be learned.

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Then, in the eighth frame, with NHL only ahead by 3, all the pins went tumbling down on the first roll.  Yes, there was a strike.  Only I didn’t get it.  NHL did.

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Suddenly, the pressure was on.  My lesson about not gloating was at stake.  I focused and got a strike as well.  But then NHL did something amazing.  Something I never expected him to be able to do.  He got another strike on his next throw.  That’s right, he got a double!  I couldn’t replicate it and fell hopelessly behind.  I wound up with 101 to NHL’s 119.

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LESSON FAIL.

I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.  NHL surpassed me in bowling.  I told him how proud I was of him.  Not for beating me, mind you, but for getting such a great score, his personal best.

The next game, NHL began by knocking 8 pins down.  He was feeling good and looked primed for another gloating session until I got a strike on my first throw.  And then a spare.  And then a nine and a spare and a strike.  He wound up with 88 to my 124.

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So I guess the lesson pulled through in the end.  Don’t gloat because you never know when your luck will run out and someone will do better than you.  I just didn’t expect it to apply to both NHL and myself.

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