Steam Mobile Client Preview

So, Valve were nice to me and let me have access to their beta mobile client for my HTC Desire phone and iPod. I haven’t yet tried it on my iPod so the information below is solely from my phone.

At a quick glance they seem to have done pretty well with integrating chat, game purchasing, groups, news and profiles into the application. There are still a few things not working, which clearly say are still a work in progress. This is not a review, nor is it to be considered one. This is simply a post showing some screen shots of the app that is in development.

Below are screen shots of each of the major sections with a little explanation of each. Click the images for a larger view!

The Profile

This is the main profile page. Click the image for a larger view

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Female Gender Specific Toys

If you go to any high street shop now days, or even search on the internet for girls toys, you will inevitably be inundated with prams, babies, cookery items, beauty products and the like.

I have recently had a discussion on Facebook about girls toys and how they promote being 3 things; a mother, a house wife or a whore. Every time this “issue” gets mentioned, almost everyone literally jumps at the chance to call me a dick and tell me that I am wrong, but lets take a few minutes to have a look.

Lets look at the definition of a whore. To quote dictionary.com “a woman who engages in promiscuous sexual intercourse, usually for money; prostitute; harlot; strumpet”. Now we know the definition of a whore, lets think about what the modern day whore might wear. At a rough guess she would wear a very short skirt and a revealing top. If you really need a visual helper check the photo below.

Photo from http://www.inquisitr.com/25563/man-calls-a-prostitute-his-own-daughter-shows-up-dbp/

We have established above the definition of a whore and what a whore dresses like. If we now apply what we have learnt to a Mattel product, Bling Barbie, would you consider her to be promoting “whorishness” (not that I think that’s a real word, but lets pretend for now that it is!)? I certainly would, and I would deny my daughter, Chloe, any access to such a product, simply because of that reason.

Image from - http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-media/product-gallery/B000A7S596/ref=cm_ciu_pdp_images_all

Lets look at another word; Housewife. Again to quote dictionary.com “a woman, typically a married woman, who keeps house, usually without having paid employment”. If we break apart the quote and explain it some more it will easier to understand the meaning of “housewife”.

“A married woman, who keeps house.” If you look at that sentence alone, it literally tells us that, first it must be a woman and secondly they tidy up, they clean up, they make the house nice and presentable for the rest of the family, be it a husband and or kids.

“Usually with out having paid employment.” This tells us that it is the general norm for a “housewife” to be at home, keeping the house, without any financial contribution to the household. O.K. fair enough, if the husband doesn’t mind it, then why not? Well there’s the problem, why would a woman want to give up their life and dedicate it to cleaning or making their house pleasant? Where is the satisfaction in that? Going out and getting a job is a much more satisfying thing to be doing. It also makes you a productive member of society who actually contributes towards it!

“So?”, I hear you ask, “What’s that got to do with toys?”. Again, take a look at my first paragraph. Girls are inundated with toys that represent cooking, cleaning and the like.

My original point is that girls toys are all about promoting those 3 things; mothering, a house wife or a whore. I’m not going to bother to go into “mothering” as dolls and mechanical babies really infuriate me and by this point you are probably thinking that I have been talking for quite a long time! Well you’re right.

I am sick and tired of living a society where girls toys promote being a mother, a housewife or a whore. Why isn’t there a telescope with a picture of a girl looking through it? Why isn’t there an RC car with a girl playing it? Why is the astronaut costume got a boy in it? Why cant there be a photo of a girl shooting a boy with a Nerf gun in the advertisement? I want to inspire my daughter to be more than a mother, more than a housewife and more than a whore. Yes it’s her life and ultimately its up to her what she does when she leaves this home, but for now, I will not be letting her have any toys that reinforce an outdated concept about women, how they should act or what they should look like.

People think that toys do not influence our decisions later in life. There are countless stories in the papers, on tv and on the internet about people being inspired as children by their toys and later in life becoming a huge success and fair play to them too. This is the reason why I am careful with what toys I let my children play with. Toys are designed to stimulate and teach the child, to help them prepare to be accepted into society as they get older. To make a brighter and better society, we need to think about how our children are brought up and with with influences in their life.

If you think that I am wrong and that these toys that I have mentioned do not in any way promote what I have suggested, then please enlighten me in the comments  below.

A silly little Facebook… Bug?

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A friend of mine posted a status update with something rather interesting. According to the status, you were able to find out the name of your phones sim card by typing in a simple “code” to the comments box of any type of post. All you had to do is type in the following;

@[123:0]

Replace the numbers “123″ with the last three numbers of your telephone number. I tested it out and indeed it work. It changed @[854:0] into Ashley Nathanson. Kind of odd, but what ever. I then started to wonder if it would work with other numbers. It did. It worked with almost any number abover 110. It even worked with 4 digit numbers and so on.

Im not sure if this is a bug, or if Facebook knows about this, but I thought I would share it with you. Check out the video below to see me doing it on one of my photo comment boxes.

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The tonsillectomy

A while back now we asked the doctor about a tonsillectomy for Ryan. We did this because whenever he had a throat infection his tonsils increase in size dramatically, rendering him unable to breathe properly.

Yesterday Ryan underwent the operation. Ever since we got the letter through from the hospital, we told him that he was going to have the operation to remove his tonsils. We have explained the procedure and what he needs to do to prepare himself to the best of our ability. As with everything, we tell him the truth, so he knows what to expect.

While we were waiting to be seen by the anaesthesiologist and surgeon, Ryan found it very hard to sit and chill. He was excited in a way, which was a good thing. Luckily the hospital have got their own room dedicated to toys for the kids, which was good for Ryan as it gave him something to do while waiting for his operation. They even had their own Wii that the kids could play with. It had one of the games that we have at home, so Ryan was well away, owning me on Mario Kart.

At 10.10am it was time for Ryan’s operation. As we walked down to theatre, we were told to be “on the look out” for the people in the funny hats! As we approached the theatre, Ryan shouted, “There’s one!” pointing at a surgeon. He smiled and nodded at Ryan

We walked into the operating room, which felt familiar. It suddenly hit me; this was the same room that I had my vasectomy in!

The anaesthetist put Ryan’s cannula in his hand. Ryan was very brave; there wasn’t even a slight whimper out of him. The anaesthetist then put the anaesthetic in his cannula, literally five seconds later, he was snoring! Amazing stuff!

It had just gone 11am and I got a call from the nurse to say that Ryan was ready to be brought back to the ward. I walked with her down to the theatre and picked him up.

He was quite upset that I wasn’t with him when he first woke up, but soon calmed down when he saw me as he left the recovery room. The next couple of hours were spent relaxing in his bed on the ward. He eventually came home at around 5.30pm.

Give me a straight answer, please!

As you may know, if you are a regular reader of my blog, I recently spoke to my doctor and set up a Do Not Resuscitate order.

At the time, I was advised to get a medical bracelet or necklace that would inform an ambulance crew member of my wishes. Unfortunately I was never told what to write on it, as my doctor didn’t know how to word it, so he told me to look it up on a website called medicalert.org, but I am unable to find any information what so ever.

I have phoned up NHS Direct hoping that they could give me the information I was seeking but was turned away because giving me “incomplete or wrong information” could cause them legal issues.

The internet is usually an invaluable source of information, but I keep turning up empty because the majority of the information I found was written for Americans and may not be correct in this country. So that’s a dead end.

I am currently waiting on a call back from the NHS PALS which seems promising, but I won’t be getting my hopes up. If they cannot help me, I will venture down to the local ambulance station and speak to an EMT.

If all else fails, I will simply get D.N.R. engraved in large letters on my bracelet, I just hope that the EMTs who treat me will recognise this and respect my wishes.

Have you set up a DNR order for youself? Do you have a medical bracelet with your DNR wishes engraved, if so what do you have engraved?

Christmas 2011

The day actually started off all right. Kate and myself got up at 6am, got ready then woke the kids up. We presented them with their stockings, the majority of it being chocolate and a few small toys and loads of glow sticks. For some reason both kids love them.

We started to get the kids ready and before we knew it, we were bring asked, “can we open our presents yet?!” Being me, I was going to make them wait until after breakfast, so were all proper awake and in the mood for the rest of the day of arguing, shouting and the general “dad, she took my toy, tell her” crap. Instead I thought, fuck it; “They can open one present now before breakfast”.

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