Twagnetic Poetry munges the text of a person’s Twitter posts and turns them into “magnetic” poetry, which you can shuffle and rearrange as if your browser were a refrigerator door.
Pressing words.
I’ve done a lot of foolish things with this site over the years, but saying to myself, “Self, Movable Type has gotten kind of old and crufty. Let’s switch the entire site over to Wordpress!” has got to be one of the foolishiest.
À la recherche, um, something something.
This is why print books are still valuable. They are their own mnemonic devices.
Today’s walk.
Parks are imagined as a respite from the city that surrounds them, but the city always finds its way in.
joshleejosh.com.
At last, the quest to wrest control of my name from all those dead senators, financial analysts, and random college students begins! Today, a game of ego-Concentration, tomorrow the top of Google.
Slow games: Flower Garden.
There’s very little negative feedback if you don’t play perfectly; flowers wilt if you under- or over-water them, but they never die, and it only takes a single successful watering to get them back to a bright and happy state.
Plants vs. Zombies and GemCraft Chapter 0.
Tower defense games aren’t the sort of game that’s going to change the world and usher in a new age of interactive art and beauty; they are uncut, repetitive, lower-brain fun of the worst variety, in the pernicious tradition of Minesweeper, Solitare, Bejeweled, and their ilk. Good times!
Soon. Now?
I swear, as God is my witness, that I will start posting to this weblog again if it kills me.
And yes, I still call it a weblog. Get off my lawn!
GDC 2009: Bogost, Daglow.
Two different perspectives on perspectives in games.