SkateBIRD at one point reminded me of that strange, absurd joy I had playing Katamari Damacy the first time. My tiny “birb” was serenely cruising through a human-sized bedroom on his skateboard, a greasy pizza box acting as a makeshift ramp towards higher sections of the room. Everyday objects like bowls and a chain of paperclips allowed for rails to grind and ramps to perform tricks o...[Read More]