You know you're from Blockland when you turn on your blender expecting 3D models to pop out.
You know you're from Blockland when you see a computer and wonder how many events it took to make it.
You know you're from Blockland when you try to jump across a gap thinking your jets will come on.
You know you're from Blockland when you manage to cut off your arms and legs and sever the hands and feet from them, and wonder why you aren't moving.