A couple of Saturday mornings ago on my way to pick up coffee and some breakfast, I was ambushed from behind by an idea for a board game. Like, it really crept up on me. I was coping with a few niggling thoughts, randomly recalled a couple of board games I enjoyed when I was a young teenager, and so I started just, you know, kind of brainstorming ideas for tabletop and board games.

The next thing I knew, one of these ideas had me in a choke hold and would not let go.

“I just had a great idea for a board game!” I cheerfully announced to the girl behind the counter at the coffee shop.

“Uh huh,” she said. She blinked once at me, then deadpanned, “Large iced coffee?”

“Give me two.”

"Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really.

"How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you cannot conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty.

And yet it all seems limitless..."

- Paul Bowles

reading

You buy them books, and what do they do? They eat the paper!

listening

Forget about your seat -- it's the beat.

viewing

Television will make you dumb. C'mon and get stupid!

Thursday, November 04, 2010

Board Games: Prototype Early, Prototype Often

A couple of Saturday mornings ago on my way to pick up coffee and some breakfast, I was ambushed from behind by an idea for a board game. Like, it really crept up on me. I was coping with a few niggling thoughts, randomly recalled a couple of board games I enjoyed when I was a young teenager, and so I started just, you know, kind of brainstorming ideas for tabletop and board games.

The next thing I knew, one of these ideas had me in a choke hold and would not let go.

“I just had a great idea for a board game!” I cheerfully announced to the girl behind the counter at the coffee shop.

“Uh huh,” she said. She blinked once at me, then deadpanned, “Large iced coffee?”

“Give me two.”

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