I subscribe to a feed called Gamer Grrlz, and I wanted to direct any fellow gamers out there to her topic about girls and gaming today. As a gamer girl myself, I run into a lot of obstacles she spoke about in her blog, from rudeness in forums to blatant sexist trolls. And I'm not just talking about the average boob size in games (which, to put a random number, I swear is probably JJJ). There's also the problem of female characters in games, which apparently only have the range of useless Healer/love interest to (which actually pisses me off more) "strong" female characters, who have no social skills or otherwise act like a romping, stomping bee-otch.
Anyway, check her blog out. I could go on for quite awhile, but I'm cranky enough today. I think I'll have some tea....
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Happy Hogswatch/Christmas/Boxing Day & All That Rubbish
It had been my intent to post a drawing of "Happy Hogswatch" for Christmas, in reference to the movie Hogfather. That didn't happen (obviously). When I realized that wasn't going to happen, I decided to post a drawing for Boxing Day, with someone boxing a kangeroo(ala Mighty Boosh). That didn't happen either. So I'll just say this: I hope everyone had a nice holiday, stuffed themselves with too much food that you shouldn't be eating anyway, slept way too much, and otherwise did absolutely nothing on your to-do list (quite like me!).
In the spirit of the Holidays (with a capital H), I want to say thank you to my family, who lie to me and say they read my blog. I want to give a big thanks to Steve Napierski, over at Dueling Analogs for sending me literally close to 90% of my blog traffic. (I think the other 10% is me checking to make sure the blog hasn't mysterious disappeared.) And of course, thank you to the readers; to the American audience, I hope I've inspired you to watch British Telley; and to the Brits, thanks for setting the record straight on a few things. I'm still waiting to hear back about tea time.
Happy Holidays, see you all in 2010!
In the spirit of the Holidays (with a capital H), I want to say thank you to my family, who lie to me and say they read my blog. I want to give a big thanks to Steve Napierski, over at Dueling Analogs for sending me literally close to 90% of my blog traffic. (I think the other 10% is me checking to make sure the blog hasn't mysterious disappeared.) And of course, thank you to the readers; to the American audience, I hope I've inspired you to watch British Telley; and to the Brits, thanks for setting the record straight on a few things. I'm still waiting to hear back about tea time.
Happy Holidays, see you all in 2010!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Practically British
As if I didn't want to be British enough, I've finally started watching my queue of Mary Queen of Shops.
Damn you Mary Portas! Now I want to be fabulous too. I've only seen three and a bit episodes (I started one episode and then got pulled away). I love it when she talks about fashion tribes. I really like the idea that not everyone has to wear the same thing, and my favorites so far are the Fashion Rebels. That is Essence of Portland! You can't go anywhere downtown without seeing something off beat and truly original. I was just down there today and I saw a woman with leg warmers and koi tights underneath a short black skirt. The one thing I'd probably miss if I left Portland -- the Japanese Influence.
I'd love to chat more, but I don't have much time right now. I wanted to mention that I got a few British mags today and I'm super excited. I was crazy to buy them at lunch -- now I can hardly focus! I picked up British Vogue, Elle UK, and Tatler, which is a new one to me. Anyone else have any suggestions?
And remember to follow me on twitter. With the holiday crazies, I don't have much time to blog, but I tweet when I can.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Ramsay's Cook-A-Long & Californication
Sounded like a dream come true for me. I waffled between having my husband make fun of me, or having the chance to "cook along" with Gordon Ramsay. Then I realized they were airing it starting at 9 pm. Are you people crazy?! I'd be starved by then!
I've always wished that Ramsay would have a new reality show, teaching people who "don't know anything" to cook. Unfortunately, I quickly realized, I wouldn't be in the show either because it would be British based, and there would be many more people deserving (and I don't have a passport); or, if it was American, it would be full of the crazy Californian people that have reality tv down to an art. And as a note, whenever you look at American telly and go, "what the hell happened to them?" The answer is California. California happened.
Okay, I'm a little mean when it comes to California. First of all, I'm from Oregon, and there's a rivalry between the two states. Californians have a bad reputation (sometimes true, sometimes not) of coming to Oregon to "get away from it all" and then change the area to be everything they left behind. And they drive house prices up. It's complicated.
Back to the point, I really hate California when it comes to tv. Everyone on TV here all look perfect: makeup is spotless (and sometimes in areas you didn't know needed makeup), all clothes have been fitted to that individual (and then you never see it again on the show) and all the women are, quite literally, close to a size 2. A size 2 over here means having a waist of 20-24 inches. Like when I was 12. And all the women look the same. It's like there's this formula, skinny + blonde + straight hair + size 2 + big fake boobs= California. It drives me crazy. British telly has such a wide variety of women, they don't look the same to me. They're all different sizes, shapes and dispositions.
I'll get off my high horse now. Unless it's Binky. I asked the Hogsfather for a My Little Binky set for Hogswatch. For those of you who follow me on Twitter (you poor sods you), you know I recently watched Terry Pratchett's Hogswatch this weekend and I promised to blog about it. I lied.
Tune in next time!
I've always wished that Ramsay would have a new reality show, teaching people who "don't know anything" to cook. Unfortunately, I quickly realized, I wouldn't be in the show either because it would be British based, and there would be many more people deserving (and I don't have a passport); or, if it was American, it would be full of the crazy Californian people that have reality tv down to an art. And as a note, whenever you look at American telly and go, "what the hell happened to them?" The answer is California. California happened.
Okay, I'm a little mean when it comes to California. First of all, I'm from Oregon, and there's a rivalry between the two states. Californians have a bad reputation (sometimes true, sometimes not) of coming to Oregon to "get away from it all" and then change the area to be everything they left behind. And they drive house prices up. It's complicated.
Back to the point, I really hate California when it comes to tv. Everyone on TV here all look perfect: makeup is spotless (and sometimes in areas you didn't know needed makeup), all clothes have been fitted to that individual (and then you never see it again on the show) and all the women are, quite literally, close to a size 2. A size 2 over here means having a waist of 20-24 inches. Like when I was 12. And all the women look the same. It's like there's this formula, skinny + blonde + straight hair + size 2 + big fake boobs= California. It drives me crazy. British telly has such a wide variety of women, they don't look the same to me. They're all different sizes, shapes and dispositions.
I'll get off my high horse now. Unless it's Binky. I asked the Hogsfather for a My Little Binky set for Hogswatch. For those of you who follow me on Twitter (you poor sods you), you know I recently watched Terry Pratchett's Hogswatch this weekend and I promised to blog about it. I lied.
Tune in next time!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Follow me on Twitter!
I finally gave in and created a Twitter account. Right now there's nothing there, but I will start tweeting soon! Follow me and the other Forgotten Children at http://twitter.com/BritsAndBobs !
Friday, December 4, 2009
The 10 People of Britain
I'm quite convinced that there's only 10 people in Britain. Every time someone tells me about a show, even though I've only been watching telly for about a year, there's at least one person I know. Case in point: my sister in law put on some movie about Oscar Wilde ( I came in late and was throughly confused) and who's in it? Stephen Fry.
Anway, one of my favorite 10 British people has to be Gordon Ramsay. Okay, I'm no foodie, and I can barely boil water myself. But Ramsay, especially on the F Word, makes food look soooo good. I thought watching his show was going to make me feel horrid, refering to special ingredients and secret techniques, and feel embarassed at my own ignorance. Instead I watch and say, I think I can make that! Well, some of the time at least. I just watched the episode with Graham Norton (another of the 10 people); they were talking about peaches and creams and other innuendos.
Speaking of funny gay presenter, I laugh at how many gay people are on telly. It's not that there isn't gay people on our programs, but the character's main focus is about being gay. Gay people on British telly are gay just because they are gay. That doesn't make sense, does it? Anyway, I just like to see people just get to be themselves.
I'm also amazed at the difference between British editing and American editing techniques. I didn't notice it until I started switching between BBC America Top Gear to the DVDs. The BBCA (new acronym, I called it) took more episodes and butchered out whole segments from the rest of the season. But once we watched it from the DVDs, we realized that they were actually cut out good parts. You know, when the trio were being funny British men. It seems like BBCA thinks that the only thing Americans will watch are explosions (don't get me wrong, I love me some good 'sploding) but I much prefer the more cinematic vignettes.
Anyway, everyone ready for the holiday season? What's Christmas like in Britain? The only idea I have is based off of Dr. Who, and you know how that goes!
Anway, one of my favorite 10 British people has to be Gordon Ramsay. Okay, I'm no foodie, and I can barely boil water myself. But Ramsay, especially on the F Word, makes food look soooo good. I thought watching his show was going to make me feel horrid, refering to special ingredients and secret techniques, and feel embarassed at my own ignorance. Instead I watch and say, I think I can make that! Well, some of the time at least. I just watched the episode with Graham Norton (another of the 10 people); they were talking about peaches and creams and other innuendos.
Speaking of funny gay presenter, I laugh at how many gay people are on telly. It's not that there isn't gay people on our programs, but the character's main focus is about being gay. Gay people on British telly are gay just because they are gay. That doesn't make sense, does it? Anyway, I just like to see people just get to be themselves.
I'm also amazed at the difference between British editing and American editing techniques. I didn't notice it until I started switching between BBC America Top Gear to the DVDs. The BBCA (new acronym, I called it) took more episodes and butchered out whole segments from the rest of the season. But once we watched it from the DVDs, we realized that they were actually cut out good parts. You know, when the trio were being funny British men. It seems like BBCA thinks that the only thing Americans will watch are explosions (don't get me wrong, I love me some good 'sploding) but I much prefer the more cinematic vignettes.
Anyway, everyone ready for the holiday season? What's Christmas like in Britain? The only idea I have is based off of Dr. Who, and you know how that goes!
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