I like the "your mom" jokes. There' s a certain talent that's required to make them work right (your mom has a certain talent that she works right...). Many of them are hilarious! And generally that's how you know someone's a friend - if you can bust a "your mom" joke on them and they're not offended, you're probablly on pretty good terms .
In any case, having hung around The Company's remnants, splinters, and survivors for some years now, my brain has been trained to subconsciously scan for "your mom" opportunities and comment when such opportunities when detected. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. And sometimes it works when you *really* don't want it to. An employee of mine said, "Man, that eggroll was good!" My brain wanted to respond, "Man, your mom was good!" Fortunately another part of my brain intercepted the message before it got to the ol' vocal cords and saved me from getting fired.
THAT would have been sad. Funny....but sad.
(Yes, I'm sure this post is riddled with "your mom" joke opportunities. I'm okay with that.)
Monday, July 31, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Start spreadin' the news...
I'm goin' to New York, baby! Woohoo! It's only for a day at a time, but still...I'll finally make it to the Big Apple!
(And Hayden, in case Greg hasn't told you, we're gonna kidnap you and take you with us to GenCon)
(And Hayden, in case Greg hasn't told you, we're gonna kidnap you and take you with us to GenCon)
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Please Don't Tease!
I see clouds above me. I see lightning all around me. I hear thunder about me. But I don't feel rain falling on me.
This is most distressing.
(EDIT: And wouldn't you know it, not 30 seconds after I post, the rain comes down. Sweet!)
This is most distressing.
(EDIT: And wouldn't you know it, not 30 seconds after I post, the rain comes down. Sweet!)
Spineless Idiots
I'm sick of spineless idiot guys. I can't really call them spineless idiot "men" because they're not. Males, but not men. But yeah, I'm sick of hearing about them. Dammit, love your wives, your daughters, your girlfriends, your mothers, your nieces, and the other significant women in your life. Cherish them, care for them, enjoy your time with them, but, for the love of all creation, don't abuse them! Women are not items to be used or wasted and tossed aside. They are not curses or diseases you try to rid yourself of. They are not prey to be hunted or trapped. They're not car payments you make just to keep your credit rating up.
Guys that read this blog - know that I'm not referring to you. I probably wouldn't associate with you much if I felt you resembled this description. I'm just fed up at the moment with guys being dumbasses. I'd like to think that having a penis doesn't automatically force us to act like animals (yes, we all have our moments but I'm talking about patterns of behavior)...it's just that lately the actions of other males are causing me to lose faith.
Bastards.
Guys that read this blog - know that I'm not referring to you. I probably wouldn't associate with you much if I felt you resembled this description. I'm just fed up at the moment with guys being dumbasses. I'd like to think that having a penis doesn't automatically force us to act like animals (yes, we all have our moments but I'm talking about patterns of behavior)...it's just that lately the actions of other males are causing me to lose faith.
Bastards.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
ComicCon Day 2 and 3
Day 2 was relatively uneventful, save for Buca which is always an event. We had 23 people present for the gorging, including two special guests, Vic and Aaron (the voice actors for Edward and Alphonse Elric). Dinner was an absolute riot...Vic and his lady friend/wife (not sure which it is) are freakin hilarious, and Aaron is a trip. He's 13 years old and traveling the country with his mother signing autographs for hundreds of thousands of people...what an experience for someone not yet out of junior high! Very cool kid, though. We talked about all sorts of stuff, from school to religion to family to just hanging out.
Day 3 - Saturday. I have difficulty even beginning to describe the mass of humanity that is Saturday. Last year 85,000+ showed up for that day alone, and this year doesn't seem to be much different. During my lunch hour I went to see what I could see while I tested how long it took to make it from one end of the hall to the opposite corner and back again (round trip took one hour). Along the way I bumped into Stan Lee and his entourage of body guards as he was making his way to the panel he was scheduled for, Jon De Lancy with his grey hair and all signing autographs at the Stargate area, copious amounts of booth babes sporting varying degrees of clothing, people that hadn't showered since they got here Wednesday, and everything in between.
As I was walking around it occurred to me that, while the convention attendees are probably the most ecclectic gathering of minds and bodies imagineable, they can still be grouped/classified. I'll do my best to catch them all here...
Celebrity artists - 'nuff said. Some are only in the autograph area, others are bold enough to walk the floor on their own.
Non-celebrity artists/creators - often times they'll have small booths in either the no-name comic section or the artist alley section hoping that someone will see their work and get signed to be the next big thing...or even anything. They tend to be very excited, or very forlorn looking, depending on their level of hopefullness.
Major producers and their employees/volunteers - These are the Sony's, the WB's, Square-Enix's, Universal Studios, anime licensing companies and their licensees, etc. Very pretty booths in various sizes. Budgets ranging from a few thousand to "Good God, what did you pay to ship that in???" Pretty lights and pretty girls.
Booth babes - The lowest common denominator, and yet most effective eye-catching/advertising technique at the con. Booths with babes get the most attention, period.
Fan girls - OMG, how they annoy me. Pre-teens to as high as early 20's that would fight to the death over who likes so-and-so more and declare that they have the posters, journals, and love letters to prove their affinity for >insert character/celebrity here<. Easily identifiable by their high pitched squeals, costumes, and brightly colored hair. Sound stalkerish? Hmmm...I wonder why...
Lurkers - People (generally men) that hang out at a booth featuring a property/character they are interested in. They don't say anything, but they just sit there staring and looking at the same stuff over and over. The big, strange, silent type. They frighten me some.
General IP/Comic/Movie/TV fans - This is the majority of attendees. Just folk.
Squatters - often times they are the tired, the bewildered, or confused. They had no idea what they were going to when their little nephew said, "Lets go to ComicCon!!!" and didn't bring any food or drink and just paid $30 for the two of them to eat and drink something that really isn't anything, and dammit they just want a place to sit and relax and catch their breath for 5 minutes!
Trekkies/Star Trek lovers - These folks go beyond general fandom and dress as Klingons, Star Fleet officers, storm troopers, bounty hunters, jedi, and other recognizable figures. They join things like as the 501st storm trooper squadron, named Vader's Fist. They change their legal names to Anakin and Padme and name their children Luke and Leai. For real. They go beyond being fans and "live" the fantasy. Typically identified as "nerds."
I think that's a pretty good cross-section. And I'm shoulder-to-shoulder in them. Or was...right now I'm safely tucked away in the tournament hall, thankful not to be out there braving the human storms. *whew!*
Day 3 - Saturday. I have difficulty even beginning to describe the mass of humanity that is Saturday. Last year 85,000+ showed up for that day alone, and this year doesn't seem to be much different. During my lunch hour I went to see what I could see while I tested how long it took to make it from one end of the hall to the opposite corner and back again (round trip took one hour). Along the way I bumped into Stan Lee and his entourage of body guards as he was making his way to the panel he was scheduled for, Jon De Lancy with his grey hair and all signing autographs at the Stargate area, copious amounts of booth babes sporting varying degrees of clothing, people that hadn't showered since they got here Wednesday, and everything in between.
As I was walking around it occurred to me that, while the convention attendees are probably the most ecclectic gathering of minds and bodies imagineable, they can still be grouped/classified. I'll do my best to catch them all here...
Celebrity artists - 'nuff said. Some are only in the autograph area, others are bold enough to walk the floor on their own.
Non-celebrity artists/creators - often times they'll have small booths in either the no-name comic section or the artist alley section hoping that someone will see their work and get signed to be the next big thing...or even anything. They tend to be very excited, or very forlorn looking, depending on their level of hopefullness.
Major producers and their employees/volunteers - These are the Sony's, the WB's, Square-Enix's, Universal Studios, anime licensing companies and their licensees, etc. Very pretty booths in various sizes. Budgets ranging from a few thousand to "Good God, what did you pay to ship that in???" Pretty lights and pretty girls.
Booth babes - The lowest common denominator, and yet most effective eye-catching/advertising technique at the con. Booths with babes get the most attention, period.
Fan girls - OMG, how they annoy me. Pre-teens to as high as early 20's that would fight to the death over who likes so-and-so more and declare that they have the posters, journals, and love letters to prove their affinity for >insert character/celebrity here<. Easily identifiable by their high pitched squeals, costumes, and brightly colored hair. Sound stalkerish? Hmmm...I wonder why...
Lurkers - People (generally men) that hang out at a booth featuring a property/character they are interested in. They don't say anything, but they just sit there staring and looking at the same stuff over and over. The big, strange, silent type. They frighten me some.
General IP/Comic/Movie/TV fans - This is the majority of attendees. Just folk.
Squatters - often times they are the tired, the bewildered, or confused. They had no idea what they were going to when their little nephew said, "Lets go to ComicCon!!!" and didn't bring any food or drink and just paid $30 for the two of them to eat and drink something that really isn't anything, and dammit they just want a place to sit and relax and catch their breath for 5 minutes!
Trekkies/Star Trek lovers - These folks go beyond general fandom and dress as Klingons, Star Fleet officers, storm troopers, bounty hunters, jedi, and other recognizable figures. They join things like as the 501st storm trooper squadron, named Vader's Fist. They change their legal names to Anakin and Padme and name their children Luke and Leai. For real. They go beyond being fans and "live" the fantasy. Typically identified as "nerds."
I think that's a pretty good cross-section. And I'm shoulder-to-shoulder in them. Or was...right now I'm safely tucked away in the tournament hall, thankful not to be out there braving the human storms. *whew!*
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Preview Day and Day 1
Notes from Preview Day/Day 1:
- As soon as I get to the hotel and walk in the lobby, sixteen 16-year olds walk out of the elevator and attempt to count off to 16 to take roll - a task that turns out to be significantly more difficult than what it ought be. Evidently girl #14 was running late but it took them three times of counting up to 13 before they finally realized that A) 15 does NOT come directly after 13 and B) 14 was missing. Evidently it' a girl's club soccer team, not an Academic Decathalon team.
- I go to check in and they tell me I don't actually arrive until tomorrow, which I find rather comical seeing as how my mere presence proves them incorrect. This would prove not to be the last of the hotel bumblings.
- I decided to actually go to preview day rather than wait 3 hours for everyone at the hotel. I kinda wished I'd just waited, as even Preview Day was packed. I was sad.
- The hotel told me they were going to charge me $15 if I wanted to park in their parking lot. I hear that parking on the street right outside the parking lot, however, is free. I'm going with that plan.
- Greg was able to use the words "dongle" and "weewee" in sentences without having either of them refer to a penis in any way, or so he claims.
- After preview day ended we all walked to Seaport Village for eats. The problem with that plan is the majority of Seaport Village closes their grills at 9:45. We got there at 9:48. So the folks decided that hot dogs were the best idea at the time. Greg and I, however, opt for the In N' Out approach. We win.
- Seaport Village at night still kicks ass! What am I talking about...Seaport Village any time of day kicks ass! San Diego kicks ass! *Contemplates not coming back home and quitting work...*
- As soon as I get to the hotel and walk in the lobby, sixteen 16-year olds walk out of the elevator and attempt to count off to 16 to take roll - a task that turns out to be significantly more difficult than what it ought be. Evidently girl #14 was running late but it took them three times of counting up to 13 before they finally realized that A) 15 does NOT come directly after 13 and B) 14 was missing. Evidently it' a girl's club soccer team, not an Academic Decathalon team.
- I go to check in and they tell me I don't actually arrive until tomorrow, which I find rather comical seeing as how my mere presence proves them incorrect. This would prove not to be the last of the hotel bumblings.
- I decided to actually go to preview day rather than wait 3 hours for everyone at the hotel. I kinda wished I'd just waited, as even Preview Day was packed. I was sad.
- The hotel told me they were going to charge me $15 if I wanted to park in their parking lot. I hear that parking on the street right outside the parking lot, however, is free. I'm going with that plan.
- Greg was able to use the words "dongle" and "weewee" in sentences without having either of them refer to a penis in any way, or so he claims.
- After preview day ended we all walked to Seaport Village for eats. The problem with that plan is the majority of Seaport Village closes their grills at 9:45. We got there at 9:48. So the folks decided that hot dogs were the best idea at the time. Greg and I, however, opt for the In N' Out approach. We win.
- Seaport Village at night still kicks ass! What am I talking about...Seaport Village any time of day kicks ass! San Diego kicks ass! *Contemplates not coming back home and quitting work...*
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
And with that, I'm off
Time to head to San Diego. I'll post from there if I can and, of course, bring back more pics! :-)
Monday, July 17, 2006
Sometimes you get the tiger...
...and sometimes the tiger gets you. Last week I felt like the tiger caught me, mauled me, skinned me, ripped my limbs off, beat my torso with them, then devoured me. Reviews are due. A new sales database is set to roll out to the staff. Other projects are going on. I'm prepping to leave for San Diego. Oh yeah, plus my team has their normal needs I should be attending to. I've been pulling long weeks for a while now and hadn't had a weekend for just relaxing/fun in too long.
I should have done some work this weekend, but the thought of such activity made me cringe for fear of Le Tigre. So, I said to myself, "F it. F work. I'm having fun."
Cheesecake Factory and a bad movie with a lovely lady for lunch; boxing matches and drinks with an old friend for dinner; and games and movies all day long on Sunday, just chillin'.
Take that, tiger. Take that.
And yes, I'm posting at work and I don't care (one final thumb towards work before I become productive again).
I should have done some work this weekend, but the thought of such activity made me cringe for fear of Le Tigre. So, I said to myself, "F it. F work. I'm having fun."
Cheesecake Factory and a bad movie with a lovely lady for lunch; boxing matches and drinks with an old friend for dinner; and games and movies all day long on Sunday, just chillin'.
Take that, tiger. Take that.
And yes, I'm posting at work and I don't care (one final thumb towards work before I become productive again).
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Making wise choices vs. living in fear
For those that haven't heard it on your local news, there are two serial criminals - one shooter, one rapist, apparently neither of which work together - on sprees in the valley. You can read about it here if you like. What it boils down to is hundreds if not thousands of residents are staying inside or otherwise living in fear because of these two criminals.
Part of me says, "Shame on you!" People die much more frequently in vehicle accidents and in far more random, unpredictable manners than with these two criminals. Why would you just start changing your behaviors and living in fear now?
The other part of me remembers hearing the experiences of a rape victim related in more detail than I ever care to hear again. It remembers how much I hate the act of rape, how disgusting, violating, and vile it is. It thinks of how I would react if it wasn't just me, but my son or daughter that I was with - would I expose them to increased risk factors just on principle? I don't think so.
Gang violence...terrorism...random accidents. These types of things, in my mind, are nothing to be afraid of. To live in fear of them is to be held hostage in your own life. But this rapist guy...I look forward to the day he gets hauled in. And boy, he better pray that the authorities kill him - they're supposed to do so rather efficiently - because heaven forbid an angry husband or an incarcerated murderer gets to him first. Me, on the other hand, I hope he gets castrated by someone setting his testicles on fire.
I know, I know...it's not my place to hand down judgement and punishment, but I just have little compassion for those that do something so terrible.
Part of me says, "Shame on you!" People die much more frequently in vehicle accidents and in far more random, unpredictable manners than with these two criminals. Why would you just start changing your behaviors and living in fear now?
The other part of me remembers hearing the experiences of a rape victim related in more detail than I ever care to hear again. It remembers how much I hate the act of rape, how disgusting, violating, and vile it is. It thinks of how I would react if it wasn't just me, but my son or daughter that I was with - would I expose them to increased risk factors just on principle? I don't think so.
Gang violence...terrorism...random accidents. These types of things, in my mind, are nothing to be afraid of. To live in fear of them is to be held hostage in your own life. But this rapist guy...I look forward to the day he gets hauled in. And boy, he better pray that the authorities kill him - they're supposed to do so rather efficiently - because heaven forbid an angry husband or an incarcerated murderer gets to him first. Me, on the other hand, I hope he gets castrated by someone setting his testicles on fire.
I know, I know...it's not my place to hand down judgement and punishment, but I just have little compassion for those that do something so terrible.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
About Psoas
Okay, before I let someone massage or otherwise touch a part of me that's likely to trigger a primal emotional mechanism and cause ridiculous pain, I might consider...say, LEAVING? That's not massage, folks. Nope. I don't care what your silly textbook says. Yeah, and if someone tries that on me, right after the blinding pain but pre-tear-filled-emotional release, ima go Marine Corps on their ass, rip their arm off, and jab it through their torso.
But I promise to curl up in a fetal position and feel *reeeeally* bad about it afterwards, though.
But I promise to curl up in a fetal position and feel *reeeeally* bad about it afterwards, though.
AnimeExpo 2006 Pictures
For costumed people and cool statues, click here.
For pics of booths and displays, click here.
For pics of Downtown Disney, click here.
Enjoy!
For pics of booths and displays, click here.
For pics of Downtown Disney, click here.
Enjoy!
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
A week of firsts
I've been told I need to blog. Fine.
It's occurred to me that this week has been a week of firsts. For the first time in my life, during the past week I've...
- Read and written in French (sort of)
- Grown a goatee
- Seriously ripped a peer of mine for the actions of their charges
- Pointed out logic/coding flaws in a vendor's program...to the vendor (it got changed on the spot)
- Caught a girl checkin' me out full knowing she was checkin' me out
- Been bored watching UFC fights (what a terrible UFC night)
- Started the top two picks of the whole fantasy baseball draft on my team
- Realized just how much I don't like where I sit, and that I really *do* like people being around me in the morning - even if I don't want them to talk to me
Nothing necessarily earth-shattering...just kind of a neat week.
(Yes, pictures from the trip are still coming)
It's occurred to me that this week has been a week of firsts. For the first time in my life, during the past week I've...
- Read and written in French (sort of)
- Grown a goatee
- Seriously ripped a peer of mine for the actions of their charges
- Pointed out logic/coding flaws in a vendor's program...to the vendor (it got changed on the spot)
- Caught a girl checkin' me out full knowing she was checkin' me out
- Been bored watching UFC fights (what a terrible UFC night)
- Started the top two picks of the whole fantasy baseball draft on my team
- Realized just how much I don't like where I sit, and that I really *do* like people being around me in the morning - even if I don't want them to talk to me
Nothing necessarily earth-shattering...just kind of a neat week.
(Yes, pictures from the trip are still coming)
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Please See Cashier For Details
As seen above every door of the Flying J truck stop at the Ehrenburg exit on I-10...
I'm not even sure where to begin with this. I'm hoping there's some trucker reason why this would be posted because otherwise it just seems...well...who the hell cares about the threat level? Do they shut down Disney at level Orange? Does everyone just ditch the fueling station and join the trucker militia at level Red?
And the request to "Please see cashier for details"...yeah, in theory, this means they train their cashiers to debrief the public on terrorist threat levels, what those levels mean, and current threats. And somehow I just don't think that's reality considering they could barely type in how much my Mr. Goodbar cost.
I'm not even sure where to begin with this. I'm hoping there's some trucker reason why this would be posted because otherwise it just seems...well...who the hell cares about the threat level? Do they shut down Disney at level Orange? Does everyone just ditch the fueling station and join the trucker militia at level Red?
And the request to "Please see cashier for details"...yeah, in theory, this means they train their cashiers to debrief the public on terrorist threat levels, what those levels mean, and current threats. And somehow I just don't think that's reality considering they could barely type in how much my Mr. Goodbar cost.
I've been working since about 8AM...
and I haven't even left the comfort of my own home! :-) But now it's time to go into the office for a bit. Heheh...still, waking up and watching the rain outside your window from home and working w/free coffee and such is FAR superior than being forced to rush to get ready and fight rush-hour traffic in the morning. I win!
And we're back...
Made it home safely, even through the hecka blowing winds and all - I drove through three dust storms between Indio and the AZ Mile post 1/Erhenburg exit. I've never had to fight the wheel so hard in my life! Saw some cool fireworks (both electric storm type and real type) on the drive home, too.
Pics will be posted later. Gotta actually work now or something.
Pics will be posted later. Gotta actually work now or something.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Day The Last
Booth again, but it's a short day. We've got lots of lurkers at the booth because they want to be here for the raffle (which really isn't necessary since we'll call them if they won, buuuuuuttt, whatever). K, gotta run before I get mobbed. Out at 3...woohoo!
Monday, July 03, 2006
Day 3 Interupted
Okay, take a freakin' shower, people! GHAaaaaAAAA!!!! SHOWER SHOWER SHOWER SHOWER WITH SOAP EVEN SHOWER SHOWER SHOWER SHOWER!!!!!
/end rant
/end rant
Day 3
Finally, a full day in the tourney room!
- Buca, as always, was all kinds of good yummy food. Mmm...cheesy garlic bread, mashed potatoes, meatballs, salad, spaghetti....mmmm....
- We actually have participants today, but we knew we would. It's regionals!
- I'll get to hang out w/Sonny tonight so at least I'll have a little bit of home here. The funny thing is I don't normally miss home that much when I'm at conventions (and never miss the weather) but I *really* wish others were here with me. It's just not as fun w/o the friends here. Kinda like the holidays, but not quite as bad.
- Robotech has a CCG now...gonna have to check that out. The cards look too dull, though, and that's a big part of the gaming experience for me.
- Part of me wishes I was good at our game because then I wouldn't feel like an idiot when playing; the other part of me is glad I'm not good because the better I am, the more pissed I would be at these types of thing. I lived that nightmare w/.hack, not gonna do it again.
- Trevor and Jason, this might be my last year of official convention volunteering. You've got me through GenCon Indy for certain. GenCon SoCal and beyond...yeah, not sure.
- Just watched the Transformer movie teaser...nifteh!
- If I come to AnimeExpo in the future I *might* just cosplay my monk, Shade. Might. Would be easy to do.
K, more later.
- Buca, as always, was all kinds of good yummy food. Mmm...cheesy garlic bread, mashed potatoes, meatballs, salad, spaghetti....mmmm....
- We actually have participants today, but we knew we would. It's regionals!
- I'll get to hang out w/Sonny tonight so at least I'll have a little bit of home here. The funny thing is I don't normally miss home that much when I'm at conventions (and never miss the weather) but I *really* wish others were here with me. It's just not as fun w/o the friends here. Kinda like the holidays, but not quite as bad.
- Robotech has a CCG now...gonna have to check that out. The cards look too dull, though, and that's a big part of the gaming experience for me.
- Part of me wishes I was good at our game because then I wouldn't feel like an idiot when playing; the other part of me is glad I'm not good because the better I am, the more pissed I would be at these types of thing. I lived that nightmare w/.hack, not gonna do it again.
- Trevor and Jason, this might be my last year of official convention volunteering. You've got me through GenCon Indy for certain. GenCon SoCal and beyond...yeah, not sure.
- Just watched the Transformer movie teaser...nifteh!
- If I come to AnimeExpo in the future I *might* just cosplay my monk, Shade. Might. Would be easy to do.
K, more later.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Days 1.5 and 2
- I am woken up at 5:00ish last night by security because evidently some of my roommates had a malfunctioning key and couldn't get in the room, nor did they want to knock loudly enough to wake me. When the security guy asked if the folks belonged to me I nearly said "No," but I was kind and let them in. Then Sonny calls at 7:30ish to say he's in town early. So much for sleeping...
- First day tournament attendance = 6 total participatnts. We'll get more today and tomorrow, though.
- Today is my full day at the booth. Full days at the booth suck, but they're a necessary evil. Net connectivity will be slim to none today so you'll get more updates tomorrow.
- Still humid. Double boo.
- First day tournament attendance = 6 total participatnts. We'll get more today and tomorrow, though.
- Today is my full day at the booth. Full days at the booth suck, but they're a necessary evil. Net connectivity will be slim to none today so you'll get more updates tomorrow.
- Still humid. Double boo.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Days 0 and 1
Got to Cali safely, albeit slowly (not happy about that).
Notes so far...
- This is the only time I've ever driven in/through Cali on open, non-rush hour highways that people *weren't* going at least 10 mph over the posted speed limit. Driving slow in Cali FTW???
- We're on the 12th floor of the 14-floor Hilton. Good for the view (which, by the way, is absolutely perfect for the Disneyland evening fireworks...will get some great pictures!); terrible for elevator traffic w/no air circulation.
- Jared Arthur and friends showed up at about 1:30 AM, waking me up to come in the room. I'm thrilled that "and friends" showed up because it looks like a few of our other vols might not. Sadly I still have to refer to them as "and friends" because I don't know their names yet.
- There should be a rule that you *can't* cosplay Aerith if you weigh more than 150 lbs, and you *shouldn't* cosplay her if you weigh more than 130. She was rather slight of build - to see her buff or hefty just looks weird.
- Our first tournament was supposed to start at 2:00 PM. The computer clock says 2:10 PM right now. Not a soul is here but me in our tournament room. Sad days. It's the first day, though...they'll show up.
- Yesterday went to the ESPN Zone after arriving, got their Black and Blue burger with a baked potato and a Newcastle...yum!!!
- It's mad humid here! Much worse than in years past.
K, more later as I'm able.
Notes so far...
- This is the only time I've ever driven in/through Cali on open, non-rush hour highways that people *weren't* going at least 10 mph over the posted speed limit. Driving slow in Cali FTW???
- We're on the 12th floor of the 14-floor Hilton. Good for the view (which, by the way, is absolutely perfect for the Disneyland evening fireworks...will get some great pictures!); terrible for elevator traffic w/no air circulation.
- Jared Arthur and friends showed up at about 1:30 AM, waking me up to come in the room. I'm thrilled that "and friends" showed up because it looks like a few of our other vols might not. Sadly I still have to refer to them as "and friends" because I don't know their names yet.
- There should be a rule that you *can't* cosplay Aerith if you weigh more than 150 lbs, and you *shouldn't* cosplay her if you weigh more than 130. She was rather slight of build - to see her buff or hefty just looks weird.
- Our first tournament was supposed to start at 2:00 PM. The computer clock says 2:10 PM right now. Not a soul is here but me in our tournament room. Sad days. It's the first day, though...they'll show up.
- Yesterday went to the ESPN Zone after arriving, got their Black and Blue burger with a baked potato and a Newcastle...yum!!!
- It's mad humid here! Much worse than in years past.
K, more later as I'm able.
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