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mylesnye.bsky.social
Myles 🥸
@mylesnye.bsky.social
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Berkeley dad and game designer. Survivor challenge consultant and puzzle maker. Left-handed and left-leaning. Puzzles, tap dancing, DnD and games! 🥸
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My kitchen clean up finishers, how you living? Sound off 🚿
November 28, 2025 at 7:42 AM
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boshis.place
do you want to play games in the grass with a big group of people?

great! then come meet us in fort greene for:
- a chill intro & warmup activities on blankets
- warm, decaf tea
- field games in the "new games" tradition
- games with two parachutes
- & more

(please read on for more details!)
green outlines of blob-like people covered in grass and grass stains, and on a grassy-green field. it says "outdoor games" in big pink letters, and "fort greene, nov 18 11am" in slightly smaller pink letters. it also says "game design days are sponsored by nyu game center and empire state development" in a swirl of text center-right.
November 5, 2025 at 12:33 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Maryanne on #RHAP got me cackling out loud in mere minutes. What a queen.
November 1, 2025 at 5:40 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Hey this app lets me change my name for Halloween, fun! I missed that 🎃
October 31, 2025 at 4:39 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
As advertised
kairyssdal.bsky.social Kai Ryssdal @kairyssdal.bsky.social · Oct 20
This story is wiiiiiiild
annabower.bsky.social Anna Bower @annabower.bsky.social · Oct 20
EXCLUSIVE: One Saturday afternoon in October, my phone lit up with a notification.

I glanced down at the message.

“Anna, Lindsey Halligan here,” it began.

So began my text exchange with the woman who is prosecuting the president's perceived political enemies.

www.lawfaremedia.org/article/anna...
October 21, 2025 at 12:33 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
I could have written this review, which I endorse, amplify and echo (technically I finished this afternoon but I read last night til I couldn’t keep my eyes open). Such a great read, it’s among the best novels I’ve read in years! Highly recommend
saramchenry.bsky.social Sara 🍉💌 McHenry @saramchenry.bsky.social · Oct 10
Last night I finished @emilystjams.bsky.social's WOODWORKING, and I loved it! The kind of novel where when you're done reading, you miss your new fictional friends. I've enjoyed Emily's criticism for years, and it's no surprise that her fiction is so compelling. You gotta read this book!
October 10, 2025 at 11:36 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Why is it always activate the randomizer and never randomize the activator #TheFloor #hm
October 2, 2025 at 4:37 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
When Sean from Survivor’s first season wrote an existential novel from the perspective of a cow, Jane Goodall fell all over herself to blurb it and that is her legacy
October 1, 2025 at 10:43 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Today I found out that at my kids’ school the rumor about me is that I work for NPR. I don’t. Maybe I should! This is maybe the most flattering thing that has ever happened to me.
September 15, 2025 at 4:10 PM
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nicholasgrossman.bsky.social
The free speech activist who built a list of professors he worked to get fired for their speech must be celebrated for his support of free speech, and anyone who quotes his speech accurately in context will be fired and/or face state punishment by the champions of free speech, do I have that right?
September 15, 2025 at 2:43 PM
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Charlie Kirk spent his life‘s work and all of his energy and time targeting out-groups while arguing for a world in which gun massacres would be easy to enact, plentiful, and inevitable, and he became famous and wealthy doing it, and we’re now not supposed to mention that because it’s not polite.
September 10, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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colinelves.bsky.social
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Smajo Beso • Follow 3d • © I started school in Newcastle in Year 5 without knowing a word of English. I was nine years old and had arrived as a refugee from Bosnia just a couple of months earlier. I was one of those strangers our politicians often speak about. I missed my grandparents and friends. I was having awful nightmares, and I would wake up screaming every single night. I hated going to school. I would sit in my chair, look out of the window, and spend my day daydreaming about ways to run back to Bosnia. I didn't want to be here. After a couple of weeks at school, my teacher, Miss Webster, and my classmates did something special to help me settle, something that made me feel less of a stranger. That was the first day I went home with a smile on my face. I have shared this story before, but as tomorrow is start of the new school year, I thought I would share it again. ** Miss Webster was amazing, but I couldn't understand a word she was saying. She had this ritual where, at the end of each day, we would all sit on the floor around her, she would play the guitar, and we would all sing a song together. I couldn't understand what they were singing, but I could see she would sing one part of the song, then she would say someone's name or point to them. The next part of the song would be sung with that person's name in it, and they would get to go home first. My classmates loved this, but I hated it. It annoyed me because I couldn't understand what they were singing, but if I am honest, l hated it mainly because of how happy they all were. I definitely wasn't happy. I cried myself to sleep nearly every night. I eventually started having separate English lessons, which I enjoyed more because it took me out of the classroom. It was always daunting coming to school because I felt everyone was looking at me or speaking about me. For months, my dad would stand with me outside the school gates in the morning until it was time to go in. One day I came back into the classroom from my English lesson. We sat down, and everyone was extra-excited, looking at me more than usual for some reason. Of course, I thought it was because I was a refugee, because I couldn't speak English, or because they couldn't pronounce my name. I was bracing myself for another afternoon of my classmates encouraging me to sing. This was probably the closest I came to running out. So we were all sitting on the floor around Miss Webster. She was holding her guitar, ready to sing. I remember the sun shining through the tall, narrow windows as I slowly drifted into a daydream of being back in Bosnia. She began playing the guitar, my classmates joined in, but this time, everything was different. I froze. I understood what they were signing. Not because I had miraculously learned English in one afternoon, but because they were singing in Bosnian for me. I looked around in shock, and they were all smiling at me, and for a moment I thought I was daydreaming. While I was having separate English lessons, Miss Webster had taught our entire class to sing this song for me in Bosnian. They sang it terribly, but it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard. I skipped home that day with a huge smile on my face. For the first time, I looked forward to going back to school the next day. I have often imagined Miss Webster and my classmates rehearsing, struggling with the strange Bosnian words and laughing at themselves. For me, that effort was the ultimate recognition, an act of peace that felt like the opposite of everything I had known during the war. It was special. I do not know if they realised it then, but that moment helped to give me back my dignity, my belonging, and, for the first time in a long time, I didn't feel like I was just a refugee or an outsider. I was home.
September 3, 2025 at 8:59 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Ask me if I got emotional watching “Into the Woods” with my son at Oregon Shakespeare Festival
August 31, 2025 at 6:53 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Jeff Nuss just can’t stop inviting people to otherworldly tea ceremonies huh
August 13, 2025 at 7:53 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
If I’m gonna watch ONE season of international Survivor to prepare for Au Vs the World, which one should I pick?
July 31, 2025 at 6:43 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
😭 @stevepeters.bsky.social @thacher.bsky.social I fat finger removed myself from the Red Green fantasy league!! I think I might have won!! Now I’ll never know. Alas
July 6, 2025 at 2:39 AM
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bencollins.bsky.social
I got permission to share this, and I'm extremely grateful for that.

The Onion got this letter from one of our subscribers in Alaska. She works with dementia patients and decided to leave a copy in the car for each one.

This email made my year. Read it and you'll see what I mean. People are good.
I work as an elder and hospice caregiver, which I am oddly passionate about. I can love on them shamelessly and no one complains about my codependence. It's a win-win situation. Many of my caregiving colleagues complain about the repetitive questions and, sometimes reactions, of the elderly, especially when those patients happen to read the newspaper, especially with the current downward spiral of our country — as if these people haven't lived through enough horror... I love my dementia peeps, but sometimes wonder if there's a Guinness Book World Record for how many times an hour a dementia patient can repeat the same question — it's got to be in the hundreds. At least with small children, they ask different questions. Dementia patients will get stuck on one short question and ask it until you can interrupt their train(carousel) of thought and successfully redirect their attention. That carousel is pretty manic sometimes. A couple days ago, I picked up my mail from the post office and drove over to the nursing home to take (let's call her "Miss Daisy") Miss Daisy out for a drive. Before we took off on our road trip, to the end of The Road and back, in our landlocked little town (Juneau, Alaska), I set my copy of The Onion down in front of her. Over our two-hour excursion, tiny Miss Daisy read that front page at least a dozen times and each time she would snicker, giggle, and guffaw, then put it down on the dash board and, a minute later, discover it anew. I think it was the best afternoon of my life. We don't often hear them laugh and when they do, it's the sweetest thing you've ever heard. ... Thank you, thank you, thank you, for the really important work all of you do. You make the world a better place.
July 1, 2025 at 6:46 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
@kathrynyu.com Yo! I played Mystery at the Grooms’ yesterday. Is there a tips line to share my thoughts? It was good!
June 21, 2025 at 2:46 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
I ran into Broadway legend Bill Irwin on the street in NYC and he was so nice!!!! 😊
June 20, 2025 at 8:05 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Next week is Kong’s Dilemma? I’m PUMPED

I played this game with Starburst at Victory Point Cafe in Berkeley in 2019 btw
May 25, 2025 at 12:17 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
My take on Genius Game UK is that they should give out the tokens of life before selecting the death match candidate, and that the little TOL pins don’t look anywhere as good as the rosette-style ones from The Genius
May 25, 2025 at 12:04 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
In my kitchen, beet boxing
May 6, 2025 at 4:46 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Sinners is a movie about why I don’t go to parties
May 5, 2025 at 6:24 PM
mylesnye.bsky.social
David’s game aged like milk
April 24, 2025 at 5:59 AM
mylesnye.bsky.social
Um holy shit #SurvivorAu
mylesnye.bsky.social Myles 🥸 @mylesnye.bsky.social · Mar 7
Nobody told me Australian Survivor had a Myles! Watching Ep1 now
April 15, 2025 at 4:58 PM