V.23 No.33 | 8/14/2014
courtesy of Kevin Fedarko
Adventure runs high, Hamlet goes for the testosterone, and vintage baubles keep things pretty in this week’s Culture Shock.
V.23 No.32 | 8/7/2014
Ninja Meets Navajo Code Talker
The YA collisions of Leza Lowitz and Shogo Oketani
Author Leza Lowitz on women as ninja, the power of multiculturality and the what it’s like to write with your spouse.
V.22 No.26 | 6/27/2013
Webgame Wednesday: Candy Box
Candy Box is causing an interweb stir for its old (old) school look and unusual game play. Surf on over to the game's homepage and you'll be greeted with information on your mounting candy supply. You can click a button to eat all the candies if you want, but that appears to be your only method of interaction with the game. What gives? Have a little patience, my friend. Leave your browser open, let those candies accumulate, and the game's possibilities will open up for you. Soon you'll be harvesting lollipops, buying weapons and fighting monsters. This oddball, text-only (with occasional ASCII art) adventure/resource management game grows bigger and bigger the longer you play. Plus it really makes you want some candy.
V.22 No.17 | 4/25/2013
Last Month in Music
Author and music fanatic Mike Smith shares his March 2013 adventures in live, local music. Hip-hop, folk-punk and acts hailing from the City Different get top billing.
V.22 No.16 |
Onward and inward
“Look toward the future.” This saying has been engraved in my mind since ... well, since the beginning. I’ve been told by my parents, teachers, advisors, bosses, nearly everyone to strive for what’s ahead, to keep on pushing forward. I realize this is a common theme in society. I’m sure most people have had at least a few anxiety attacks in the middle of the night concerning that overbearing word: “future”.
I’ll admit I’m slightly terrified by its presence. However, my perspective is shifting. I graduate from high school next month and suddenly, the world seems to be spinning multitudes faster than it used to. What happened to barely keeping my eyes open in first-period calculus? Or lugging around a backpack that felt like it was full of anvils? Now, I’m being thrown a diploma and told to go off into the real world, leaving this part of my life behind. Granted, graduating from high school is an accomplishment I’m proud of and while I had a great time overall, I cannot wait to throw my cap in the air while ironically performing a “High School Musical” signature jump. In the grand spectrum, these past four years account for a minuscule portion of my life. That isn’t to say they weren’t important, but there is so much more to experience and learn outside of the state-required curriculum.
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