Instagram: My life is a party.
Snapchat: My life is a quirky TV show.
Facebook: My life turned out great!
Twitter: We're all going to die.
Mastodon: Don't worry, while we are on a quirky, meandering path towards an inevitable apocalypse, we might as well enjoy the ride and show eachother some love in an unorthodox, yet irresistible manner, not in any way hindered by considerations of style, identity or consistency.
I'm experiencing many waves of nostalgia from this read: "Ten Years Later, The Orange Box Is Filled With Valve's Baggage."
At year zero, I bought the Orange Box and loved it; at the midpoint, I worked in the games industry for a short, intense year; and at year 10, I'm into playing (and watching!) DOTA2. Nearly imperceptible changes month-to-month, but I've ended up with a wildly different relationship with Valve than I'd have predicted at any of those moments.
Don't call *anyone* terrorists. Find out who they are; find out why they do the things they do; practice justice. It's not that white people in the US get a break, it's that other minorities don't.
@xor Is this album up your alley, perhaps?
I'm glad people are being thoughtful and motivated about deploying urban design to mitigate the separation caused by I-880 in Oakland, but it seems sadly kind of quaint.
Given the world we have, that process should be digging deeper to acknowledge and fight for greater social and economic justice in the region.
But my recent, highly enjoyable forays into RPGs left me with a question: Wouldn't these feelings of horror and collaboration just be easier to manifest in an RPG?
I enjoyed my first solo-play of the new Arkham Horror Card Game last night. It's now my favorite cooperative boardgame and it has groundbreaking storytelling, though it gains all those benefits
by spending freely from an expensive complexity budget.