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Play Anything: The Pleasure of Limits, the Uses of Boredom, and the Secret of Games | Ian Bogost
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How filling life with play—whether soccer or lawn mowing, counting sheep or tossing Angry Birds—forges a new path for creativity and joy in our impatient age Life is no game. It’s demanding, boring, and rarely fun. But what if we’ve got games wrong? Playing anything—whether an instrument, a sport, or a video game—takes hard work and makes absurd demands. Where’s the fun in that? In Play Anything, acclaimed philosopher and award-winning game designer Ian Bogost reveals that play isn’t a mindless escape from boring reality. Instead, play is what happens when we accept limitations, narrow our focus, and—consequently—have fun. Which is also how to live a good life. Manipulating cards to make a poker hand is no different than treating chores and obligations as tools but which we can discover new happiness. Ranging from Internet culture to moral philosophy, from ancient poetics to modern consumerism, Play Anything reveals how today’s chaotic world can only be tamed—and enjoyed—when we first impose boundaries on ourselves.
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keithmalek
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While being dragged through a mall by her father, the author's daughter once tried to not step on the lines of the floor tiles, and this inspired the author to write an entire book about the nature of play. He shouldn't have.

This was more of a philosophical treatise than a how-to guide, which is not to say that it was in any way intelligent.

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keithmalek (Continued) For example, did you know that losing your keys can be a "playful" experience? Neither did I. But I would rather lose my keys than read this nonsense. 2y
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keithmalek
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Sadly, this opening quotation is the only good thing about this book.