Sunday, December 16, 2001
|1:47 AM|
Ah, it was this time last year that I was invited to E3. I was part of a press junket, assigned to cover the kind of shit everyone covers. I neglected my duties, almost got fired and I'm not invited this year. So Vorpal and I have taken it into our own hands and we're planning on getting to E3 by hook or by crook. At this point, we're looking at $200 a pop for tickets, and that's if we can get registered. I have come up with the rather ridiculous idea of trying to purchase our own booth. This site can be easily and painlessly converted into a game review site, by webmaster Rock Epidemic. He already has everything in place for a swift, Indiana Jones-like switching of front pages. I'll be the guy rubbing my chin.
At the moment I am preparing to register on the E3 website for more information regarding an actual booth, so the switch may occur this evening. If my page suddenly vanishes and is replaced by dummy articles and ludicrous game reviews, point your browsers toward
here.
On a side note, I have just watched "Where the Buffalo Roam" which is a fairly entertaining if not at all plausible movie based on some of the events of Hunter S Thompson's life. In a relatively implausible scene, a theory of mine is proved, that theory that women should lounge around more with mostly unbuttoned shirts. I had an opportunity to study this sort of fashion decision recently, and my theory is one for which I'm willing to fight.
Vorpal and I have returned from 7-11 with the biggest goddamn licorice I have seen in years. I'm not the biggest fan of licorice, but having 4 foot long strands of food hanging out of your mouth without people screaming is not something you often get to do.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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