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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
I Speak Geek.
These are three convergent zones that ignited this post, though I had been sitting on the idea for a while:
First, Tome pondered the question about what we marmots do in real life.
Then, Navimie wants us to get our geek on.
Finally, Ironyca's Series on the social media psychology of WoW (fascinating reading):
Since I fell down the rabbit hole into Azeroth, the climb back out as not been easy. (Coincidentally, Vidyala's post on how lovely it is to have dinner with a loved one came out yesterday.)
Here's the thing: although there is some important professional/real life and defense of playing WoW in my current profession, I try to keep the two separate. I am good, if not great, at my job. One could even say I am a master. It's one part lion-tamer, one part cultural ambassador, three parts mother earth, and five parts "Hulk Mad." (No plaid shirts were harmed in the making of this job.)
I seldom talk jobs/careers with my players friends while we're hanging out together, and they rarely bring things up. Once in a while we'll mention something, but the workaday world is left behind for a bit. That's one reason why I loved Ironyca's series, because it really made me think about who are my real id friends, and not. I laughed when I read about someone saying they were someone's brother to get some peace and quiet, because I've been told that, too. Not saying this friend was fibbing, but dang, I am sorry if he felt that he couldn't tell me, "I just need some peace and quiet," because I would really understand. My real life involves a daily dose of interacting with a lot of people, and my time to be inside my own head is precious to me. (In truth, I think he was dodging an aggressive gnome girl--they can be clingy.) In any case, I find that I have the calm, mellow friendships with my player friends whether or not they are real id friends or not. Maybe that just comes with maturity--you just learn it's okay to say no, not feel bad, and move on. It takes women especially a while to learn to say 'no' and not feel guilty. Walking around Barnes & Noble the other night I couldn't help but remark to myself how many books on the shelves and calendars were all about 'women who do too much.' Bitch, please. Oprah's off the air I think, so relax. She's not looking anymore.
Anyway, note to friend: If I ever bothered you, I apologize. I miss you, and hope you are well. Haven't seen the gnome girl much, so the coast is clear. You can come out now.
Getting My Geek On:
Now, the other side of this issue: In Azeroth I don't have much real life shop-talk; conversely, in real life, I don't speak Azerothian "common tongue." There are a few who know my compulsions, and one dear friend even has a brother who plays, but he is a solo troll, and has no interest in talking to anyone in game, ever. Nothing personal. A colleague will ask if I spent time "in the service of Good King Wyrnn" (that's how he talks - gotta love it) and yes, indeed, kind sir, Azeroth sleeps safe once again.
But as far as being a general geek/dork, oh yes. I just didn't know I was. I just found out that there will be no Blizzcon this year and I am heartbroken. Damn! And I was already figuring out how to rock my prosthetic horns (in a manner of speaking). Maybe I should have known I was a geek since one of my favorite books is Geek Love by Katherine Dunn. But those are the real McCoy, chicken heads and all.
What's been funny for me is that I have known grandmothers and mothers who are guildmasters, and neighbors who invited other player friends to visit, cross-state. It's like a big WoW treasure chest, but the X that marks the spot to find other nearby players is a confusing map, and every compass spins wildly. Meaning, I don't have a lot of local support. Some of my bestestest people in my life play, too, but we don't play together per se. Sitting on the couch and farming ore while the Daily Show is on doesn't count, does it?
The above diagram will give you a little peek on my inner-sanctum while I play, work, and check my e-mail. And while I'm driving to work, this nod to the Big Lebowski can be seen barreling down the streets:
Lebowski Fest since Blizzcon is defunct. If you want, I'll meet you there and we'll just have to abide together.
Theme song: Come Out and Play/The Offspring
Labels: Geek Love
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With the whole geek theme coming up, I feel embarrassed to admit that I'm falling flat on this one. I thought about it earlier, and realized that I have so little to show for it, maybe a funny cartoony t-shirt at the most.ReplyDelete
Maybe it means I'm a closet geek!!?!
Interesting thought - I don't have any apparel that says "This is my geek. There are many like it but this one is mine" sort of thing. I guess the true sigil is perhaps a great tolerance for coloring outside the lines once in a while. I'm really more of a dork than geek perhaps, but labels are limiting. One size does not fit all, and perhaps that is the true essence of non-conformity. As long as your T-shirt doesn't say "I'm with stupid," all is well.Delete
Can I put your thing on Blog Azeroth Matty? I noticed you did put your name on there - though you didn't follow the format they like you to present it as... Great desk btw!ReplyDelete
I didn't look at their formatting specs (sigh), but yes, of course! As long as I don't have to do too much work...I am definitely a woman who doesn't want to do too much! :)Delete
Maybe there's still hope for turning my husband! He has a Lewbowski keychain that cycles through the dude's memorable quotes when pressed.ReplyDelete
I was also really touched when he gave me a WoW T shirt for Christmas. Has a male Dwarf on it but does say Alliance so he knew that much.
I must say I envy that blue Snowcone, fabulous!
Since I play alone I had never really thought about the implications of realID until I read Ironyca's post. ALL my characters are secret alts.
I have newfound respect for your husband. I have used that movie as a litmus test of sorts for friendships. Even if you don't care for the Coen Bros. off beat sense of humor (I'm all about the understatement today), the soundtrack is pretty cool, too. And as far as the mic, remember, on the receiving end of that are other players who have to listen to me laugh. It's an acquired taste? (I think I have a lovely laugh, but it's scared Guarf's cats from time to time I think.)Delete
I loved seeing your desk setup! Also, I too avoid talking about my nerdly pursuits at work. Mostly because none of my coworkers can identify with having free time to play video games >_>ReplyDelete
Thanks, Redcow! This was a really fun post to put together. I'm not sure any of us have any time to play games...I have decided to call it a "avocational pursuit of fantastic pixel pushing." Does that rationalize it enough!? Haha!ReplyDelete
Thank you again - Matty