R.E.S.P.E.C.T.

23 05 2011

I am a minority.  I am a minority within a minority.  I am a geek.  I am a girl geek.

There is a lot of stigma surrounding girl geeks.  The Hollywood depictions of us range from anxious, gawky girls who are inept in any social situations to Playboy models who make it their “thing” to appear geeky, so they can appeal to the masses of easily persuaded nerd boys.  And as much or as little as those images might be true, it’s still not the whole story.

The "Socially Inept" Geek

Charlyne Ye, Awkward "Geek"

The "It Girl" Geek
Olivia Munn, Hollywood “Geek”

Now, I’m not complaining.  My life is not made harder because I’m a nerd, I am simply stating that it can be a challenge to be the minority (girl) within a minority (geek).

Once upon a time, I worked at a video game store.  I love video games and, back then, I knew everything there was to know.  My boss chose me  because he saw my knowledge and enthusiasm, but many of the customers avoided talking to me if one of the other guys was around (might I also mention that I was the only girl who worked at the game store?).  Sure, mothers and girls came to me, talked to me, trusted my advice, but more of the male customers avoided me like the plague or hit on me like crazy.

Now I work in a comic book store.  It’s great, but every once in a while, I get a customer who looks at me, raising his eyebrow.  “Do you actually read comics?”  I always have to stop and do a double take at them.  The double take is not just because I’m working in a comic store, but also because my work ensemble always consists of a comic book t-shirt.  Do you really think I could not possibly be a comic book fan if I’m wearing a Squirrel Girl t-shirt?

I guess what I’m trying to get at is respect.  While my coworkers have always respected me no matter where I work (the video game store, the comic book store), the customers do not treat me the same way.  Because I’m a girl, others assume that I am a lesser geek.  And I guess that’s part of why I wanted to start this blog: to prove that I am not lesser; but also to prove that I really do know my stuff.

So, look forward to rants on 30 Rock, Daimon Hellstrom, Arrested Development, Power Girl, anime, video games, Pokemon, movies, manga, and more from me.

~Queen of Quasars

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As a Barbarian: Making Sushi

23 05 2011

Point the first: I’m a barbarian.

I don’t mean in the “carry a club over one shoulder, your woman over the other, dress in furs and never bathe” kind of way.  I mean more in the “eat meat off the bone, consume weeks-old leftovers, not know the difference between a spatula and a spoon and probably just use a stick instead” kind of barbarian.  In terms of eating, if it’s there, I’ll try it, but if it’s meat, I’ll try it twice.  In terms of cooking, simple is good, fast is better, and lots is best.

Point the second: I like sushi.

And I’ve had plenty of opportunities to eat it.  Speaking fairly, while I really enjoy the seaweed-wrapped rice regardless of what’s in the center, I prefer sashimi, or raw fish over rice without any seaweed involved.  Heck, I don’t even need the rice; one time, I managed to eat a big-old piece of raw tuna bigger than my head!  (I was nine at the time, so my head might have been a bit smaller.)  Regretfully, both sushi and sashimi are terribly expensive to get, even if it’s just the simple stuff from the supermarket, so I couldn’t indulge as often as I like, poor little me.

The solution: make it myself!

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Hello world!

19 05 2011

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