"Yes, I survived. Thank you for asking."*
I’ve signed on to take an anthropology class next quarter and I am hoping that we will have to do a research project of some sort and that I can tailor that project to allow me to flesh out one of my ongoing projects and formally research a game world anthropologically and/or ethnographically. With that future project in mind, I have been poking around Second Life (as you may have noticed) and, this evening, Minecraft.
The first few IRL hours and IG nights in Minecraft had a painfully slow learning curve but I did eventually manage to make a relatively safe cave-home complete with bed, torch, furnace and crafting table and only three adorably cute cube-sheep had to die in the process. (Sorry adorably cute cube-sheep.)
*For the record: That first night when the sun went down WELL before I was prepared and I’d packed myself into a hole with no real idea if I was properly protected was pretty scary. Indeed, waiting in total darkness while hearing scrapes, thuds and horrible groaning noises through the dirt walls the entire night was definitely unnerving and pretty darned scary.