Swears

The following is a repost of friend, and KISW Radio DJ's recent blog in regards to the movie Kick-Ass:

BJ’s Blog 04/13/10 “Kick Ass”
Posted in: BJ
Last week we got to see a screening of the new movie Kick Ass and we were all extremely impressed by the movie.

Critics are upset that Chloe Grace Moretz, who played the 11 year old super hero Hit Girl, used such offensive language including the c-word and the f-word.

Actor Aaron Johnson, who played the lead role in this movie as Kick Ass, shot back at the critics saying, “The controversy is bizarre because we put an R rating on this movie; a certificate that says this is what this content is. I mean, on the radio you have Rhianna playing where it’s like, ‘Come on rude boy can you get it up/Are you big enough?/Come on take it, take it; that’s what love is…’ – there’s eight-year-old girls singing songs like that! I think that’s more controversial than something like Kick-Ass.”

I completely agree with Aaron; there are worse things out there that children are being exposed to every day, and yet people are getting mad that an actress did her job.

Chloe even admitted she wouldn’t get away with that kind of language at home, and that she calls the movie “Kick-Butt” at her house. It shows that her parents are actually being responsible with her.

When it comes down to it, it’s not about the words they are saying, it’s about children knowing the difference between respect and disrespect.

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Bravo, BJ, Bravo!

For those who don't know, I met BJ Shea a few years back when he invited me onto his radio show for opening day for the Mariners as his guests were Simon Pegg, Nick Frost and Edgar Wright. I had just finished my Shaun of the Dead tattoo and was so proud of Michelle's work (from Silverdale Lucky Boys Tattoo parlor) that I had to show it off.


I've since reunited with BJ when he was at Emerald City Comic Con, and I have a huge respect for this guy...even if I don't completely agree with everything he says, I will always listen to what he has to say.

So I thought I would share his most recent blog before I fly out the door to get my son from school (UPDATE: I LOCKED MY KEYS IN THE CAR! DOH!)
and then share my response as follows:

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Ah yes…the swears that we, as kids, have heard…

I remember watching the movie Stand By Me as a kid and hearing the swears. Hoping my parents wouldn’t catch me watching it…and the J.J. Fad song I heard in 3rd grade telling people, “just to stay the hell back”!

My parents would have rather heard us listening to it so they would be able to talk about it with us.

I was confusing them with our neighbor’s fundamental christian parents who found my Adam Sandler “They’re all gonna laugh at you” CD with it’s Parental Advisory warning, in the hands of their kids and either broke it or bon fired it in a hokey sacrifice praying for my salvation. (Don’t bother…I’m doomed)

As a parent myself, I now know that my parents didn’t care if I heard swears…which is why I pass on to my own children the ability to hear swears and teach them not to use them at innappropriate times. It’s the best thing you can do for your kids.

Even my youngest son(9yrs old tomorrow) who is autistic (fer cryin out loud) can be taught the concept of innappropriate words and how not to use them. He loves Bender the robot from Futurama, and repeats quotes all the time omitting swears by saying what I say to those worry-wart parents, “Bite my shiny metal BUTT!”

My Best,
Nerd Rage

Social Nerdism

Okay...so I'm not a typical geek. I'm pretty social for a nerd. However, it's kind of a different story in my case. I'm still awkward, but I just don't care if Joe Schmo-Abercrombie starts slinging insults if I do something weird or out of place. In fact, I thrive on the timing of the awkwardness of being a total dweeb.

For instance, I will walk into a bar on my own, see a social group of aquaintances and most times instead of trying to be a smooth seniorita, I will point out the fact that I just farted over in the corner...whether I have or not, that sets the tone that I'm in the hiz-ouse! And it weeds out those who are judgemental douchebags. (Yeah, I'm talkin to you Ed Hardy wearing muther fudgers.)

Douchebags
















Which brings me to the subject of this blog. I like to party. But more in a I think I'm a Fly Girl doing the running man but really I'm Carlton doing the...uhhhh...."Carlton".

So, the past few months have been killing me!

I've been stuck at home, "Funemployed". Not that I don't mind being at home on occasions, I like being a bit of a homebody. Working on my kitchen remodel has been nice, but it's overwhelming and I just want someone to come over and talk with me. I've been doing my Geeky Boutiquey biz, but it's just not as fun if I'm crafting on my own. I do a lot of *sighing* wishing that there were a few other crafty geeks in the neighborhood who want to come over and make things.

*sigh*

I miss doing Roller Derby, but at the same time I can do without injuring myself with no insurance. When I did injure myself WITH insurance I still had a few bills that I really couldn't afford. Lame. (SOME ONE PLEASE FIX THE AMERICAN HEALTH CARE SYSTEM!) Roller Derby is in my heart and soul and it's the one place I could escape stress, but then again it creates a whole new stress sometimes. If you are a seasoned derby girl then you understand this statement.

I think I started this blog to really understand where to go next.

Plus to point out really cool nerdy shit on the internets.

As I am shirking my housework duties to trounce around the web, I should probably just turn it off and go outside to pick up all the brush from the shrubbery I cut down yesterday.

Very un-nerdly of me, I know. Then I remember that we own a house. Which has power to it. And with Great Power Comes Great Responsibility...

...and look what we have on order to put in our house! Awwwwwwwww yeah!

It's a gaming table that turns into a dining table from www.geekchichq.com Yeah! I just farted over here! Whu Whu!

This bad ass gaming table is called The Emissary. And if this doesn't bring people over for a par-tay, I don't know what will! (you realize the irony in that statement, don't you?)

I think it'll be more like re-living that scene in E.T. where Elliot's brother and friends are playing D&D and telling him to bug off. I better have enough Reeses Pieces for the kids so they don't interupt our serious gaming.

If you have previously stayed indoors (LOFNOTC), if you are a geek, dweeb, nerd, spaz or what-have-you, I suggest go out every once in a while, but stay true to yourself. There are people out there that are truly cool genuine people that like you for who you are. Watch out for the hangouts like booty bars with untrained douchebags who will never leave high school behind because that's the only place they will have ever reigned. Suggestion is Pubs NOT Clubs.



Geek Love,
Nerd Rage
aka Wendy Lady

Nerdist Live in Seattle & Fanny-Pack-Tastic

Raise the w00t roof! Chris Hardwick is snarking up the Showbox tonite in Seattle. Yours truly will be there to snort along with his comedic stylings. I have not seen enough of him, as I do not have the cable and before I lost my job I never got the chance to watch tv other than the occasional [adult swim] or Cartoon Network when my kids were watching it. However, what I have seen of Chris Hardwick on the interweebs has me rotflol and I'm pretty sure I will pee my pants a little so I may have to call up Grammy to figure out the best protection against incontinence. Thanks Grammy! Good ole Depends, it is.

Taking the BF because he doesn't get out enough. I'm not the type of girlfriend who will force him against his will from blowing up Orcs or Nazi's, but every nerd show I've taken him to has been worth it. He's loved Derby Girl Mud Wrestling, Kirby Krackle, Emerald City Comiccon and if we are lucky, I might get him to see W00tstock before he has to head out to the big blue. Dating a sailor is tough.

As this is my first blog entry in this particular blog I should start by nerding it up myself.

Those who don't know the whole Nerd Rage story, the name is in all actuallity my Roller Derby name which came from comedian Brian Posehn's comedy album of the same title. Rather than go with the typical (albeit cool) Betty names that are common place in derby, I thought I'd go the true route of my personality and point out to all that I am a complete and utter NERD!

Last year I won the covetted award within my league for Best Uniform Alteration...because I wear a fanny pack during every bout. Whu? Alteration? OR BEST THING EVER! Derby girls need to be hands free at so many points, I thought it would just make sense. Last summer I did also win best costume at the RollerCon Black & Blue ball for my fanny pack dress...so apparently derby girls get it.
The gal at St Vincent DePaul knows what I am coming for whenever I walk in. Yes, fannypacks. I now have a huge collection of fanny packs to wear on special occasions.

My facination with FPs have resulted in a drunken night fanny pack tattoo (I lie, it was premeditated tatooing)...and because of common misconception, I have to explain it is not in my fanny pack region, It's on the back of my arm.

Someone please find me a Fanny Pack hat because I've heard they exist. I also found my Midtown Market gumball machine wrist fanny pack in my mom's basement. Score!

In conclusion...yes, we all see the awkward bus rider donning a fanny pack as he makes his way to the mental health building, but one need not be afraid...the fanny pack shall prevail. Fanny Packs kick ass and anyone who has fumbled for keys, phone, cards and money or had shoulder strain from walking around ComicCons all day knows deep in their heart that the FANNY PACK RULZ!

That is all...

Love,
Wendy aka Nerd Rage 42 of the Slaughter County Roller Vixens

p.s. I am currently on derby hiatus. When I start receiving adequate medical again I will be back. I've skated for 3 years and this 5 months off skates is killing me.