I heart Ohio

Business travel. I guess I don't do enough of it to be jaded. My friend B. from work is on the cusp of a trip to the far east to do field research. About a month ago, she had a two week stint through the US and Europe.

For some reason, much of my business travel has been to Ohio. Not because of any one particular client, but several over the years. Cincinnati. Piqua. Canton. Cleveland.

Funny, my dad used to travel a lot to Dayton, and bring back souveniers from the Air Force Museum.

What is it about Ohio that has made it part of my lineage's blood?

And which hall of fame will my kids end up in: Rock & Roll? Or Football?

Tag, You're It!

Diego Rodriguez over at metacool has been talking (and teaching) about creating infectious action. Yesterday, I saw some great grass roots infectious action at the kindergarten playground, this game called ... TAG, YOU'RE IT!

Everyone knows the simple rules, which makes it so infectious. You go up to a friend, tap them, and scream TAG, YOU'RE IT! Suddenly, they're compelled to chase you!

Once somebody sees a game of tag going on, they find their own friend to tag, and then suddenly there are a half dozen simultaneous games of tag swirling around you: pairs, trios, and gaggles of kids running around in intersecting vectors of action and reaction.

It's OK to get tagged, once or many times. It's OK to be IT for like four or five games simultaneously. Chase one friend, chase them all, its up to you! And don't worry if you don't catch that friend, they'll tag you again, if they're still interested.

It's even OK to suddenly forget about the whole thing, find a friend to hold hands and go searching for Hidden Treasures. Until one of you remembers, and then...

TAG, YOU'RE IT!

photo gleaned off flickr