Play Games and Improve the World

I’m taking a summer class about the managerial applications of social networking and collaboration. So far, it’s been a great class. The instructor invites a guest speaker (expert on the topic) to class to discuss whatever topic is on the syllabus.

This week, we talked about gaming. I have to admit I wasn’t too thrilled about the subject. I’m not a gamer. Growing up, my parents (especially my mom) believed the devil existed in things like the television, radio, and games. Games were totally off limits to me and my sisters.

When I was in middle school, I recall going with my family to the local pizza joint and pretending I needed to use the restroom. But instead of going to the bathroom, I took two quarters with me and snuck over to the Pac-Man machine to play a couple rounds. I must have been good at sneaking around, because I never got caught. It was my little secret!

So, as we studied gaming this week in summer school, I got to hear about the positive side of it. In particular, a TEDS talk by Jane McGonigal (“Gaming Can Make a Better World“), really got me excited. If you have 20 minutes to spare, I highly recommend listening to Jane’s talk. She debunks the old myth that playing games is a waste of time. In fact, Jane says that we are our best selves when we are gaming. When gaming, people collaborate, solve problems, help one another, and find confidence we didn’t know we had. She believes we can take the skills we learn while playing games and apply them to solving real world, urgent problems. If you only have 5 minutes to spare, watch Jane being interviewed by Stephen Colbert!

Here are some interesting statistics about gaming:

  • 42% of gamers are female
  • 94% of females under the age of 18 play online games
  • 65% of US households play games
  • The average age of a gamer is 32 years old
  • New gamers have less than 2 years experience
  • Established gamers have more that 2 years experience
  • Gamers spend an average of 18 hours per week on their hobby

In her TEDS presentation, Jane talks about the super powers of gamers. I love this concept.

The Four Super Powers of Gamers:

  1. Urgent Optimism – willing to take on tough tasks
  2. Strong Social Fabric – collaborative, trustful, helpful
  3. Blissful Productivity – we are happier when we’re working hard rather than relaxing
  4. Epic Meaning – the desire to be attached to something that is big and meaningful

By not playing games, I feel like I’ve been missing out on something productive and fun. I think it’s time I start gaming!

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Airport Aesthetics and Usability

In the past week, I’ve spent time in the airports in the following cities:

  • Albuquerque NM
  • Oakland, CA
  • Phoenix, AZ
  • Dallas, TX
  • Austin, TX

Because of my recent travel schedule, I feel qualified to describe the ideal airport user experience. To that end, here’s what works, and what doesn’t.

Signage

In the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport, outside each restroom is signage that tells you how far the next restroom is. This is incredibly useful because it helps a traveler gage whether they should stop at the current restroom (which may have a long line of people) or walk to the next pitstop.

Cleanliness

I have to say that all of the restrooms I’ve used in the last week were incredibly clean and tidy. As a traveler, I appreciate this so much.

Automatic Faucets

I am all for saving water, but there comes a point when it becomes ridiculous. This is apparent in airport restrooms. It takes a minimum amount of water to wash your hands, and each restroom I used cut off the water flow way too soon. On average, I had to move my hands away from the faucet and then back toward the faucet (so the motion detection faucets would start the flow of water) about 4 times to completely clean my hands. This is annoying. And if the restroom’s hand soap dispenser dispenses soap that is liquid and not foam, it takes even more water to get the soap off.

Airports, please let the faucet run a little longer.

Paper towels:

After you wash your hands, you need to wipe the water off. Most airports have paper towel dispensers that either dole out about 6 inches of paper towels, or you can pull one paper towel out of the dispenser at a time. My issue isn’t about the small amount of paper towels that is dispensed; rather, it has to do with the location of  the dispensers. There should be paper towel dispensers to the left of the sinks, to the right of the sinks, and in the middle of the sinks. In one airport restroom, the paper towel dispenser was mounted on the wall at the opposite end from where the bathroom door was located. This is stupid, inefficient design.

Restroom stall size

When people travel, they carry lots of crap with them… whether it’s luggage, backpacks, children’s strollers, pillows, packages, etc. Also, people change clothing in restroom stalls. This means travelers need a restroom stall that is large enough to contain the person and her things. A tiny little restroom stall doesn’t cut it. This should be obvious.

Temporary storage space inside the restroom stall

This is a major pet peeve of mine. When I’m using the restroom, I need a place to store my stuff. Generally, I travel with a backpack that contains my MacBook, iPad, iPhone, magazine, bottle of water, wallet, airline ticket, car keys, Dramamine, and chewing gum. My backpack is heavy and I need a sturdy hanger inside the stall where I can hang my backpack. That’s my most base requirement.

What I would really prefer is one of the following –

1. Two, sturdy prongs inside the restroom stall where I can hang the left and right straps of my backpack.

2. A shelf in the restroom stall where I can place my backpack while I’m using the restroom.

What sucks is when a restroom offers none of these things. I refuse to place my backpack on the restroom floor. That’s just gross.

WiFi

Airports, give travelers free WiFi access. Don’t be selfish jerks and charge people to use the Internet while they are waiting for a plane, or when they are trapped in the airport when a flight is cancelled. Be nice. Be generous.

Electrical outlets and mobile work space

Dear Airports, it’s time for you to create seating areas with lots of electric outlets and chairs that are comfortable to sit in while computing. In every airport I saw travelers sitting on the floor, charging their gadgets because the only electrical outlets were located near the floor, away from the boarding area. This is not acceptable. Get with the program and make airports comfortable for travelers. We want to be productive, even at the airport.

 

 

 

 

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A Kiss on the forehead

A Kiss on the Forehead

by Marina Tsvetaeva

A kiss on the forehead—erases misery.
I kiss your forehead.

A kiss on the eyes—lifts sleeplessness.
I kiss your eyes.

A kiss on the lips—is a drink of water.
I kiss your lips.

A kiss on the forehead—erases memory.

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Life is short

[Ceslovas Cesnakevicius]

THE NATURE OF THE PROBLEM

by Hippocrates

Life is short, art long, opportunity fleeting,

experience treacherous, judgement difficult.

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Toasting Mashmallows

Toasting Marshmallows
By Kristine O’Connell George 

I am a careful marshmallow toaster,
a patient marshmallow roaster,
turning my stick oh-so-slowly,
taking my time, checking often.
This is art—
a time of serious reflection
as my pillowed confection
slowly reaches golden perfection.

My brother
grabs ‘em with grubby hands
shoves ‘em on the stick
burns ‘em to a crisp
cools ‘em off
flicks soot
eats quick.

I’m still turning my stick.
He’s already eaten six.

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A Poet’s Poem

A Poet’s Poem
BY Brenda Shaughnessy

If it takes me all day,
I will get the word freshened out of this poem.

I put it in the first line, then moved it to the second,
and now it won’t come out.

It’s stuck. I’m so frustrated,
so I went out to my little porch all covered in snow

and watched the icicles drip, as I smoked
a cigarette.

Finally I reached up and broke a big, clear spike
off the roof with my bare hand.

And used it to write a word in the snow.
I wrote the word snow.

I can’t stand myself.

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E = Magna Cum Laude

[Sarah Applebaum]

Arts & Sciences

By Philip Appleman

“Everyone carries around in the back of
his mind the wreck of a thing he calls
his education.” —Stephen Leacock

SOLID GEOMETRY Here’s a nice thought we can save: The luckiest thing about sex Is: you happen to be so concave In the very same place I’m convex. BOTANY Your thighs always blossomed like orchids, You had rose hips when we danced, But the question that always baffled me was: How can I get into those plants? ECONOMICS Diversification’s a virtue, And as one of its multiple facets, when we’re merging, it really won’t hurt you To share your disposable assets. GEOGRAPHY Russian you would be deplorable, But your Lapland is simply Andorrable So my Hungary fantasy understands Why I can’t keep my hands off your Netherlands. LIT. SURVEY Alexander composed like the Pope, Swift was of course never tardy, And my Longfellow’s Wildest hope Is to find you right next to my Hardy. PHYSICS If E is how eager I am for you, And m is your marvelous body, And c means the caring I plan for you, Then E = Magna Cum Laude. MUSIC APPRECIATION You’re my favorite tune, my symphony, So please do me this favor: Don’t ever change, not even a hemi- Demi-semiquaver. ART APPRECIATION King Arthur, betrayed by Sir Lancelot, Blamed the poets who’d praised him, and spake: “That knight’s nights are in the Queen’s pantsalot, So from now on your art’s for Art’s sake.” ABSTRACT EXPRESSIONISM I couldn’t do Goyas or Grecos, And my Rembrandts had zero panache, But after I junked all my brushes, My canvases made quite a splash. PHILOSOPHY 1. Blaise Pascal Pascal, reflecting tearfully On our wars for the Holy Pigeon, Said, “Alas, we do evil most cheerfully When we do it for religion.” 2. René Descartes The unruly dactyls and anapests Were thumping their wild dithyrambic When Descartes with a scowl very sternly stressed: “I think, therefore iambic!” 3. Thomas Hobbes Better at thinking than loving, He deserved his wife’s retort: On their wedding night, she told him, “Tom, That was nasty, brutish – and short!”

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Face it, friend

[Jacques Duval, “Lassitude”]

The Ghazal of What Hurt

By Peter Cole

Pain froze you, for years—and fear—leaving scars.
But now, as though miraculously, it seems, here you are

walking easily across the ground, and into town
as though you were floating on air, which in part you are,

or riding a wave of what feels like the world’s good will—
though helped along by something foreign and older than you are

and yet much younger too, inside you, and so palpable
an X-ray, you’re sure, would show it, within the body you are,

not all that far beneath the skin, and even in
some bones. Making you wonder: Are you what you are—

with all that isn’t actually you having flowed
through and settled in you, and made you what you are?

The pain was never replaced, nor was it quite erased.
It’s memory now—so you know just how lucky you are.

You didn’t always. Were you then? And where’s the fear?
Inside your words, like an engine? The car you are?!

Face it, friend, you most exist when you’re driven
away, or on—by forms and forces greater than you are.

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There was a lot that was good, wasn’t there?

Little Night Prayer
by Péter Kántor
translated by Michael Blumenthal

Lord, I’m tired,
the bunion on my right foot is throbbing,
I worry about myself.

Who is this anguished man, Lord?
it can’t be me,
so woeful and sluggish.

I would like to trust quietly,
but like waves in the ocean,
tempers bubble up in me.

I try a smile,
but some hairdespair
impedes me.

This isn’t all right, Lord,
feel pity for me, be scared,
reward my endeavors.

Evaluate things with me,
delete with my own hand
what isn’t needed.

Taste with me what needs to be tasted,
and say to me:
this is sweet! this is sour!

Remind me
of the small red car,
of something that was good.

There was a lot that was good, wasn’t there?
a lot of sunken islands,
crumbled glamour.
Place a net into my hands
to fish with, in the past
and in the present.

I’m a fish too, in the night,
puckering silver,
bubble-lifed.

Turn me inside out, freshen me up,
throw me up high and catch me!
What’s it to you, Lord?

If you must,
lay down your cards,
show me something new.

How your leaves fall!
your sun scorches
your wind whistles.

Speak to me!
Talk with me through the night,
it’s nothing to you, Lord!

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9.

9.
by e.e. cummings

there are so many tictoc
clocks everywhere telling people
what toctic time it is for
tictic instance five toc minutes toc
past six tic

Spring is not regulated and does
not get out of order nor do
its hands a little jerking move
over numbers slowly

we do not
wind it up it has no weights
springs wheels inside of
its slender self no indeed dear
nothing of the kind.

(So,when kiss Spring comes
we’ll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
lips because tic clocks toc don’t make
a toctic difference
to kisskiss you and to
kiss me)

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