If you’ve been reading the Wistia blog regularly for a few years now, there’s a chance that you remember a not-so-recent post I wrote about my love for Magic: the Gathering (the collectible card game). Well, I’m back to write about Magic yet again, but this time in a much more in-depth way. Fair warning: this is geared toward people familiar with playing the game of Magic, at least a little bit, so be forewarned!
Ah, that glorious feeling of getting your favorite video game to finally work again. It’s been caked with dust for years, but a few quick breaths on the cartridge, a little bit of tapping here and there and the spark of those fond memories rekindle.
When we want to vividly communicate an experience, we usually default to our strongest sense: sight. Visual images are excellent communicators of objective information. They instantly present what something is, but often fail to detail what that something is actually like in real life.
“We’re staying in a guesthouse,” she said, adjusting her earrings in the mirror.
“A what?” I asked. I was shaving, and trying (in vain) to avoid slicing my chin open.
“A guesthouse,” she repeated. “You stay in a local’s house. They cook for you, help you with recommendations,
that sort of thing.”
History is all about perspective – but what happens when you turn that perspective on its head?
Have you ever wondered what those unsung heroes were like? I’m talking about the folks that influenced some of the most notable figures in history today, ever so stealthily. You’ll discover that these brothers, mothers, cousins, neighbors, and friends all had stories of their own.
Biking on the mean streets of Boston can, understandably, be a terrifying experience as a new cyclist. It’s frightening enough as a driver or pedestrian; subtract some armor and add some speed, and you’ve got what feels like a recipe for smashed limbs and utter disaster. I’ve felt your feelings! But I’ve been biking in Boston for about 8 years now, and it’s hard for me to imagine life without a two-wheeled companion to get me around town.
Here are a few simple suggestions for survival!
Do you remember the winter we had last year in Boston? I’m still scarred by it myself. If you lived in New England in 2014, chances are, you are, too. In case you forgot just what went down, let me remind you.
Each week we’ll feature a new story from a fellow Wistian right here. From posts on competitive air guitar to how to freeze your food, we’ve got you covered. Our first post will be this Friday, October 16th. Be sure to keep an eye out for new posts on Facebook and Twitter by following #nonsequiturfridays!