How to tell a story

I’m not a storyteller, Stella, but I impersonate one and that is almost as good. Storytelling is an intimate art, practiced between people who know each other well, and I’ve known some great ones, a sculptor named Joe O’Connell and my great-uncle Lew Powell and the late Chet Atkins. Chet was a true storyteller. He …

Languages

Of all the people in the lab whose native language is not English, only one* speaks an Indo-European language (German).  We have: Turkish Finnish Tamil Chinese (I’m not certain what specific languages Xin and Wei speak) * I say this a bit preemptively; I’m not certain what Dhaval’s native language is.  I had assumed it’s …

Progress Report

From halfway through Dracula: Abraham Van Helsing is the biggest Mary Sue I’ve come across in recent literary memory.  Geez.  “You forget that I am a lawyer as well as a doctor.”  Yes, thank you, I wasn’t certain you were a Mary Sue when you shared a name with the author of the work you’re …

At long last

Well, I’ve done it: I’ve brought my concertina to the session.  And I could not have picked a better day; small, small, only three others there, and all the nicest of folks.  Two I know well, one I’ve just met.  And so, I played.  Not a tune, but a song, and it was lovely; I …

Brain Dump

I finally finished Silas Marner; pleasantly written, but thin.  Not much there there. I made great spanakopita this weekend, and biked, and hiked, and played frisbee.  I was productive, too—I achieved in 2 hours what would have likely taken me a day to a day and a half had I been in the office.  This …

Growing

In the past two weeks, our lab has gone from 10 to 17 people, including people who are here on a temporary basis, such as summer interns.  It’s kinda cool, but mostly a packing problem. Also, I have recently met someone name Attila.

Memorial Day Weekend

It was a pleasant one; the thing that has made it best for me, though, is probably the rain every evening, like right now, as it comes down outside, and I contemplate how much water, particularly moving water, is amazing.  (Who am I kidding?  Seeing friends and talking with random strangers was what made it …

Games, Culture, Mind Altering Substances

In that sense, you suggest that gaming, in fact, pops up everywhere. There’s a lot of stigmatism around the idea that you might sit at home alone playing a computer game—or blogging—or that you might go out to an internet café and play a game with your friends, as if there’s something socially wrong with you; but if you go down to the pub for a game of pool, that’s the height of sociability. That’s the right kind of gaming. So only specific types of games are stigmatized, and only specific types of play have been rewarded.

BLDGBLOG interview with Jim Rossignol

So. It’s fairly well-reported that every culture has its approved mind-altering substances and its disapproved ones.  Anywhere you are, there’ll be at least alcohol, and quite possibly a plethora of local flora (and sometimes fauna) capable of putting one quite out of one’s senses.  And some of them are OK, and some of them are not, depending what culture you’re in. Continue readingGames, Culture, Mind Altering Substances