Category Archives: Rambles

What about the Hot Nerd Guys? (a thought on the “Hot Geek Girl” debate)

No...no, I didn't.

The “hot geek girl” debate is taking the interwebs by storm, spurred by a poorly-researched rant made by blogger Zooey Mae on The Synthesis, titled “Having Tits and Liking Spider-Man Isn’t Shocking Anymore” about one of the industry’s favorite geek girl bloggers, Jill Pantozzi. From there, a whirlwind of well-versed responses: on Newsarama by Jill herself; Bleeding Cool, The Beat by Heidi MacDonald, and others.

As someone who just this past weekend moderated a “Female Creators” panel at the Boston Comic Con, I heard a lot of this similar debate – not specifically about “hot” women, but women’s presence in the Nerdom in general (one audience member’s reaction here).

I’m glad the topic’s being discussed – I’m always psyched to see girls getting geek cred, and I love reading the comments spurned by these opinionated pieces. All this talk about the legitimacy of “hot nerdy girls” (how could hot girls really be nerds? are they just pretending, so as to get attention? etc, etc.) had me thinking, though – what about the guys?

Helloooo nurse!

Guys that are into comic books, toys, video games and other stereotypically geeky past-times have generally been dismissed as either socially inept, overweight, unattractive, and deserving of a good shove into a metal locker. But as I lurked the aisles of the Con this weekend, I had a most stunning realization – there were a LOT of good-looking, clean-looking dudes there. Guys I would even DATE (see: because I’m shallow; also see: and by date, I mean do).

Okay, so what about these weight bench-hitting, Star Wars t-shirt-wielding menfolk? Because geek culture is becoming more mainstream, are these hot dudes now springing for their true interests in public, plastic lightsabers flailing? Is this what’s going on with the “hot nerd chick” thing, too? Or are the hot nerd guys coming to the Con to pick up “hot nerd chicks”? So many questions. So much psychology. So much of “I don’t really care.”

Here’s one thing I DO care about: are geek guys throwing so much hate at these “hot nerd guys” the way women are at the “hot nerd girls”?

As Kate Cotler on Bleeding Cool wrote (and was quoted on The Beat, also), which is too good not to re-post: Being a geek girl is challenging: Not only do we have to contend with the fact that pop-culture tends to objectify and marginalize women, often reducing geek girls to being a pair of tits and an ass in a Sailor Moon or Catholic schoolgirl outfit – but, we have to also contend with girl-on-girl hate crimes such as this one… The competitive, bitchy, mean girl antics of those who aren’t secure enough in their own geeky glory to resist lashing out at those who are makes it twenty times harder for women to succeed in a male dominated culture.

I’m curious as to whether or not this type of discrimination happens in man-world, too – or if we women are just doomed by the overwhelming presence of estrogen. *starts weeping*

Where Have the Good Men Gone, Kay Hymowitz? Change Your Definition of “Good.”

The Wall Street Journal‘s most recent “Saturday Essay” from author Kay S. Hymowitz (the WSJ acting as pimp-in-the-white-tie for Hymnowitz’s upcoming book, “Manning Up: How the Rise of Women Has Turned Men Into Boys”) has caused quite a Twittering over the past few days. Men are offended by Hymnowitz’s small-minded approach to today’s 20-something man:

…and what is expected of them:

While I agree with Hymowitz’s analysis of our economy, the shift of the 20-something man’s priorities (to find a career, be happy – not to just subsist in the world) is palpable. But it has been quite similar for women – in a world where we have so many options, and women don’t necessarily need to get married for survival, we question its very necessity.

Thus, what this article completely lacks is a commentary of the women on the other side of the spectrum, reveling in this “new” breed of man: the woman who refuses to marry unless she happens to meet a person who matches her intentions, who compliments her faults, strengthens her weaknesses, and she his own.

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Comics Blogger Heidi MacDonald’s BEAT Camera – stolen! Let’s help.

Illustration by Jen Vaughn - MermaidHostel.com

I have totally FAILED at blogging  all the stuff that’s been going on: loving my fabulous new job at Adams Media; speaking on the Webcomics + Social Media Panel at M.I.C.E. (Massachusetts Independent Comics Expo); finishing 100 Bullets fiiiinally.

I can cover all that other stuff later – but now I want to call attention to a post that my new friend and bombastic cartoonist, Jen Vaughn posted today on her website, Mermaid Hostel:

Heidi MacDonald of the comics blogsplosion, The Beat, is a might force of nature. She drops into conventions like a wall cloud touches down as a tornado. Her coverage of conventions, readings and comics news are a blessing to those of us who create and enjoy comics. As a fellow photo-junkie, I know that Heidi’s camera not only went missing at SPX in Bethesda this past September but it is so sorely missed. This cannot be!

So I’m reaching out to YOU, fair creators of comics, to donate a few dollars towards a new camera for Heidi. She has, no doubt, pointed in your direction and sent comics traffic your way. If you feel particularly indebted, like myself, you can donate $5 for every time she has mentioned you or put a photo up of you on The Beat.

So please donate a few dollars to a good cause –> the continuing great comics coverage and promotion of YOUR work via the lens of Heidi. For every $25 donated I’ll add another color to this camera illustration!

Money can be sent to Heidi via Paypal using the email heidi DOT macdonald AT gmail DOT com.

Heidi is such an important member of the comics community, and it is our duty to help each other out – just like you all did for me when my laptop was stolen out of my office in NYC a few months ago. So, spread the word if you can, or throw a couple bucks her way – your help is always amazingly appreciated!

Peace Out and Namaste, New York.

“The time has come. The time is now. Just go. Go. GO! I don’t care how…
You can go on stilts. You can go by fish. You can go in a Crunk-Car if you wish.”
- Dr. Seuss, Marvin K. Mooney Will You Please Go Now

A Crunk-Car, Mr. Seuss, M.D., Ph.D.? I do wish.

The time has come: this Saturday, I’m packing up a car (with an overwhelming heap of boxes filled with books, comics, DVDs, tchotchkes, clothes, and random loose articles like tea bags, bobby pins and fancy matchbooks) climbing in, and leaving New York City to return to Massachusetts after four years.

There are several reasons why this move makes a whole lot of sense, and if you know me, you know them. For the rest of you, you should know it has to do with “family stuff” – nothing life-or-death, but important, nonetheless. I’ll be staying with my family for a few months to help out and get my feet on the ground, then zip off to Boston (where I lived for a few years previously in the North End).

I’ve scored a sweet new job as a senior publicist at a mid-sized book publisher in the area, and will be making up for lost time with old friends at local haunts; checking out bands, movies and indies with the little bro (until he moves to Japan for a year in November!); cooking dinner with my Dad, being forced to watch mind-numbing wedding shows like Say Yes to the Dress with Mom; weaseling my way into the neighborhood comic shop until it becomes “mine.” I’ll be blogging more, taking the time to write, catching up on books I want to read and spend some time, finally, putting my graphic novels in alphabetical order.

I’m looking forward to sleep devoid of sirens, thumping bass and the metallic melody of suspicious midnight-roaming ice cream trucks – at least until I get sick of the quiet. I can’t wait for the New England autumn to surround me in that burnt-sienna kind of hug, that smoky air, the crunch of leaves under my feet. I like that.

I’m excited. Frightened. Happy. Relieved. Nervous. I’m afraid of being bored. I have friends that I’m going to miss terribly. I’m petrified of no all-night pizza and Indian food delivery.

Four apartments, five jobs (freelance or otherwise), one sublet swindle, a few failed romances, one laptop robbery, and several indecent subway exposures later, it will be nice to…….breathe……in a way I haven’t been able to for a long time.

Peace out…and Namaste, New York.

A Thank You Note for you, my Facebook (and IRL) friends.

If you follow me on Facebook, you’re privy to the everyday occurrences in my life – for better or worse. I’ve spent the last few years accumulating a host of incredible acquaintances and even people that I can happily call friends, even though I’ve never met them.

I know how they take their coffee, when they fight with their spouses, their favorite books, opinions about Obama. I know when they’re feeling nauseous, and I’ll give them advice on how to make them feel better, in addition to 20 other tippers (lemon ginger tea! Milk for acidity, if you’re not lactose intolerant!).

I cross my fingers for them when they have job interviews, ailing friends or family, kids in talent shows. I check out the preliminary sketches for their new comics projects (in the case of some of my illustrator friends); I consider their one-line movie reviews, music recommendations, recipe suggestions.

This little community I’ve created for myself with the purpose of networking has suddenly grown huge (with over 3,500 friends), with more added each day. It has now become more than just a social website, but a support group, a never-ending stream of thoughts, opinions, words of wisdom, advice. Feeling crappy? Post it on Facebook and see what happens.

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Hawt Fun in the Summertime

I won’t mention that I haven’t blogged in two months – nor that I forgot how to sign into Blogger. Or, why in the heck I continue to use Blogger as a platform anyway (laziness? impatience? transferring everything over to WordPress is a beotch). So now that THAT’s out of the way. I’m just not going to mention it at all.

I guess it’s time to do one of those bulleted updates I do every once in awhile to catch my “readers” up on my latest solid life news. So much has happened this past year that it’s hard to summarize, but I’ll give it a hearty go!

  • One year anniversary as Public Relations Manager at Mark Batty Publisher. As of this month’s Book Expo America, I will have been at MBP for one whole fantastic year!
  • New apartment! Let’s make a long story short: amazing Park Slope, Brooklyn apartment sublet turned sour; had to make an emergency move and took the first place I could find that seemed ok and affordable – it’s in a not-so-desirable area (Kensington) but the apartment is nice and shiny and new. I just wish the streets didn’t smell like rotten fruit and skinned Halal calves.
  • Both of my best friends in New York moved away about a month apart – Lucy Vonne to Los Angeles and Cara to Bozeman, Montana. I’m still mourning over it. I’ve replaced them with human-sized stuffed dolls with wigs and I curl up with them at night and stroke their “hair” while I cry.
  • New boyfriend! We’ve been dating for about 6 months long distance, Boston-New York style. His name is Greg and he’s an illustrator (he’s worked in comics, on major brands like Lucas Films and Mattel, and other awesome projects) – and if I do say so myself, one of the most talented artistic geniuses I’ve ever met. He’s pretty incredible; going to try to keep this one around for awhile, so I’ve filed down my claws. A little.
  • New secret project! Can’t divulge the details just yet, but I will be working on an exciting new TV/web series/website to rep the nerd community. Perhaps you may see me as a guest-hostess with the mostest by next year? Perhaps interviewing some of your favorite geek idols? Stay tuned.
  • As you can see in the corresponding picture of my face, I now have laserbeam eyes that will PEW PEW the heck out of you.

Creating a Home Away from "Home"

Happy Blogtime did, indeed, see the light – but then came back before she went for it – she had some unfinished business. A pro blogger recently told me that the worst postings you can make are the ones apologizing for not posting – then you just have a blog full of annoyed sentiments. Which is true.

But back to happytime. Which, in reality, life has truly been. My new job at MBP has been an utter joy, really, and it makes me even happier to be able to say that. It’s been a long time coming. Sure, money is still tight, and I’m pretty positive that for as long as I live in New York, it will be – but the financial stresses I was experiencing even as close as a few months ago have waned.

I even went as far as to have thoughts of staying in New York for the long run. When I moved here, I saw this city as a place to conquer and then leave once I accomplished what I had to for my career. It wasn’t a place I ever thought of settling down in, or to make a home. I’ve been saying for years that I’ll eventually move back to Boston to settle down after I stay here for a bit – but now that I have more stability, an amazing job and the opportunity to have explored some of the finer crannies of the big city’s boroughs, I’ve seen elements of this world that could suit me for the stretch.

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