This week I’ve got a game that many of you probably enjoyed in your youth:  Chase the Bubbles.


I learned recently that nobody teaches us this game yet anyone who’s had a cohort of bubbles blown at their young self will instantly learn how to play. It’s a 100% instinctual game. You see a floating bubble, it must be chased and, preferably, popped. No rules, no criteria for winning, just running, squealing, and popping.

I played Chase the Bubbles with Tron this weekend. I think he won, but we forgot to keep score.

-Confusion is a state of mind, or is it?