Games people like me play! In fact, meple, here is a game I wrote!
What’s So Comic About Supers? is a very small table top role playing game. Take a look, and I hope you enjoy it. What with one thing and … another … this year, rather than getting together at someone’s house to play Dungeons & Dragons every month or so, I scratched that itch by digging into D&D Twitter, & following a… select handful of it.
This moved on fairly quickly to me following TTRPG game designers more than other players. One of them, Jared, is ideal for someone like me. Knowledgeable, more interested in language and form as such, rather than merely as things to polish, and willing to disassemble Games in an effort to find the thing at play.
He wrote a game called What’s So Cool About Outer Space? This is also a very small TTRPG. Then someone else decided to invite people to write variants of that game. That event was called What’s So Cool About Jam?, and that’s what prompted me to write What’s So Comic About Supers?
And I am pretty pleased with myself. Mainly, I’m pleased that I finished any sort of creative project this year. In addition to being this year, with all that entails–health concerns, economic concerns, creeping fascism, keeping children safe–I also landed a full-time permanent job, 25 months on. Whew. That has taken a lot of energy, learning the ropes and all.
I hope you’re doing pretty OK, and if you’re not, I can understand why & hope you come through it OK.
Story of Diva and Flea by Mo Willems
What does it mean to be a friend? This gentle read-along book quietly demonstrates to young people friendship in action.
Beforelife by Randal Graham… “A Likely Story”
This is the most amusing, though-provoking, heart-rending, funny, original, odd novel I’ve read in a long, long time. The people of “Detroit” regard the beforelife as a serious taboo. Ian can’t shake it, though. I raced through this book, and laughed and laughed.
Injuries and deaths due to firearms in the home.
Determine the relative frequency with which guns in the home are used to injure or kill in self-defense, compared with the number of times these weapons are involved in an unintentional injury, suicide attempt, or criminal assault or homicide.
We reviewed the police, medical examiner, emergency medical service, emergency department, and hospital records of all fatal and nonfatal shootings in three U.S. cities: Memphis, Tennessee; Seattle, Washington; and Galveston, Texas.
During the study interval (12 months in Memphis, 18 months in Seattle, and Galveston) 626 shootings occurred in or around a residence. This total included 54 unintentional shootings, 118 attempted or completed suicides, and 438 assaults/homicides. Thirteen shootings were legally justifiable or an act of self-defense, including three that involved law enforcement officers acting in the line of duty. For every time a gun in the home was used in a self-defense or legally justifiable shooting, there were four unintentional shootings, seven criminal assaults or homicides, and 11 attempted or completed suicides.
Guns kept in homes are more likely to be involved in a fatal or nonfatal accidental shooting, criminal assault, or suicide attempt than to be used to injure or kill in self-defense.
No, a Harvard University study did not prove that areas with higher rates of gun ownership have lower crime rates.
Poets.org, the web site of The Academy of American Poets, has some suggestions for words you might consider adding to your Thanksgiving Day traditions.
“Perhaps the World Ends Here,” by current U.S. Poet Laureate Joy Harjo starts things out.
The world begins at a kitchen
table. No matter what, we
must eat to live.
The gifts of earth are brought
and prepared, set on the
table. So it has been since
creation, and it will go on.
It is easy, reading her words, to imagine Native American wisdom traditions from the people of her Mvskoke/Creek Nation coursing through this poem. And no doubt that is there.
But there is more. She is the U.S. Poet Laureate. She speaks for herself, she describes the world she experiences. And she shares that with all of us, and illuminates the America we all share.
This poem grows from her life, her experience, which enfolds–and is enfolded by–her people. That is true of each of us when we set down our words. Her poem gives each of us a space to sit and reflect. Traditions are made of decisions, lives are made of moments, cultures are made of families, and communities are made of commonplace commonalities.