This paradox lies at the heart of a discussion on video games and art. I play Zuma so that I can think about anything but Zuma but I am still concentrating so hard on matching those balls that I forget to blink. When I run really hard and am focusing all my attention on moving my legs faster, I still blink.īut when I shoot balls out of a frog’s mouth I forget to blink. When I work tirelessly on sermons I still blink. I never forget to blink at any other time except when I am playing a game like Zuma Blitz. My eyes get dry and my contacts fall out. I think about church and sermons and Cross Country and my marriage and my children and the mysteries of grace. While my finger moves and clicks the mouse, I don’t think about scoring points. This means I only end up playing the game for 5-10 minutes at a time before going back to regular life.ĭuring those 5-10 minutes, my mind works things out. But the reason I like Zuma Blitz is you are given five lives every hour. After a minute the game ends, unless of course you get the balls with hourglasses on them which adds 5 seconds to the clock.Īs you can tell, the game is completely realistic and carefully follows the laws of physics, if you can get over that whole frog shooting balls out of its mouth part. You are given a minute to clear as many balls and score as many points as possible. If you match three or more balls they disappear. It involves a frog shooting balls at a chain of balls that endlessly come out of two holes in the map. Over the last few weeks I have rediscovered a Facebook game called Zuma Blitz. Prostitutes, Tax Col… on The Stuff Jesus Never Always… Klorraine87 on On the 5 Year Anniversary of B… 500 Years Later, We Doth Protest Too Much! November 1, 2017.2017: The Year I Kept On Running December 31, 2017.“I Thirst”: A Reflection on One of the Last Words of Christ March 4, 2018.The Liturgy of My Local Gym August 15, 2018.What I'm Reading/Watching/Listening To (31).