Abnormal Mapping 22: Lana From The Block

Abnormal Mapping


The Mappers are joined in this January episode by one of the few games writers they’re genuinely intimidated by, and they go on a heady adventure into lands untold. How does anyone understand the landscape of a culture whose history keeps disappearing? What does it mean to want to work in a field and criticize works when every aspect of that production is increasingly devalued in both money and regard? What does it mean to explore the murky issues of consent in games? And how long can you exist on a ghostly train ride before it becomes a lens through which you view your own predispositions? All these questions and more are yours inside when Matthew and Jackson try their best to keep up with Lana Polansky in this heady, intense, appropriately metaphorical train wreck of an episode. Please enjoy!

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A quote for today

I read a quote on the Internet by a woman named ~ Sophie. Here it is. It’s a nice reminder….

“…when life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile…”

Gratitude Journal Super Bowl Sunday Feb 1st 2015

Today I am grateful for…

☆ I woke up feeling well this morning…

☆ I was outside and got blessed with neighbors ~ a woman, Luleia, who was walking her beautiful dog, Kona, talked with me for awhile. She has gone to a shoe art exhibit at SF Airport which is beautifully amazing itself, but when she was younger she had written an essay on the history of shoes. Shoes…~yes~…Shoes! There were 3 more travelers thru the neighborhood that I exchanged good morning greetings with. I felt blessed.

☆ I broke a cup this am in anger at Marty. It felt so good. It was just an instant of anger and once the mug smashed to bits the anger quickly disappeared. In fact, it was just after that that the 4 neighbors came by. A release had come and it seems the event caused some clearing to allow for the good above to happen.

☆ I am listening to the 4 kids outside playing. They are all little, from 10 to 1. I missed Denali growing up after 7 years of age….she’s now 12 yrs. I am forever melancholy over this part of mine and my daughters life. So to hear the kids outside with joy and laughter warms a tiny piece is my soul.

☆ I found a quote this afternoon that perfectly describes my adventures today. It reads: I share a smile and positive words with all those I come in contact with today.

☆ Thank you Universe for your blessings today.