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The Community of Baseball.

I will find reasons to talk about baseball. If I see you wearing a team shirt, it's all over. The questions begin. What team do you root for? Who's your favorite player? Why? What's your favorite stadium? How come? Ever been to Fenway? Do you like Minor League Baseball? Do you have a Baseball Passport? That one always stumps them. "No, what is that?" they say with a smile on their face, intrigued by something they haven't heard of in an…

California, where the pioneers go.

I have only ever seen glimpses of California through Led Zeppelin songs and Walt Whitman poems. It was where everyone at film school planned to migrate after graduation. It was a land of pioneering and inventing, where all the newest gadgets, games and films were born. I was never one for the cold and the snow, and I loved the country side more than anything. I felt a longing for California, much like Robert Plant did when he sang "there's…

GDC 2016: The Great Nerd Migration.

Every year over 26,000 nerds converge upon San Francisco for GDC to attend lectures, try out new technology, meet other game developers, and see who takes home the prize at the Game Developers Choice Awards. It's is essentially game mecca, and this year was my first year attending. In October I was hired by a close friend of mine to community manage and market a game he created called CHKN. Only two weeks from launch, I found myself on a plane to…

Designing an Office to Appeal to Multiple Interests.

Dave and I moved into our current apartment on the worst day possible; the day of hurricane Sandy. We had already bought the apartment, packed everything in bags, and put our few pieces of furniture and belongings onto a truck before we realized it wasn’t looking too good. Half of Staten Island had been evacuated and we were moving in less than a mile from the Atlantic Ocean. Uh oh. Long story short, we made it. We had power the whole…

Road Trip Series: Key West, Florida.

The best places on Earth are the ones you have to trek, strain and sweat to get to. Key West had unexpectedly become that place for us after 12 hours of driving from Atlanta, Georgia to Key West, Florida. City streets turned to interstates which opened up to the vast Everglades, and when the sun began to set we hopped our way from island to island across the keys at a slow and steady 25 miles an hour. Torture. Pure torture. When…