So I went into this wanting to write something to continue the tradition of showing why we can’t have nice things every time he lets us blogsit. But I can’t do it. I don’t have the intestinal fortitude required to write something more vulgar than Chuck, and I’m just not a very funny person. So here we are.
Her game reminded me of some of the creative binges I’ve gone on in the past — times during which I’ve worked through a towering, unsteady pile of half-baked projects, each one of which I was utterly, passionately obsessed with… for awhile.
In case you didn’t know, I’m moving to a new house — so, in the middle of packing up one house and cramming the stuff into a new one, I’m both a) busy and b) possibly without consistent Internet access. Which means it’s time for some guest bloggers to step up to the plate. Third […]
First up, you may be asking: Yo, WTF is transmedia? I’ve answered that question at tiresome length before, but for our purposes, let’s say it’s telling a story to an audience by embedding it in the communications channels they’re already using. It’s a pretty crap-ass wonky definition, but it gives us something to go from. Stop looking at me like that.
Let’s start with the mind maps, shall we? I’m not even sure what they are. I mean OK, El Chuckbo left me the keys for the day, so of course I took a look down in the basement, and there were some strange colander-looking things over in the corner near the empty cages, head-shaped doohickeys with the EEG leads sticking out and wires and shit all tied into USB plugs…
This is part of a series of blog posts cranked out by my adoring proselytes — erm, I mean, faithful readers. I’m in Utah (er, presumably — maybe the plane crashed, or maybe I was forced into white sexual slavery somewhere in Dubai), so the task of entertaining you froth-mouthed moppets falls to others. Today’s […]