~Firsthand report from the City by the Bay
Hey there. - Jewelry store employee here. Can't make the conference since I'm gearing up to perform at this year's WONDERCON halftime show this Saturday, but O well. I would just like to say that it is a most unfortunate day when actual game developing staff folks come into my store to blow tens of thousands of American bucks on pretentious Parisian baubles and shmooz with a store manager who pays people to open freakin' bottles of Perrier for him. He feigns the slightest interest in their "little game ventures" and they don't even know what the hell they're writing code for, just that it will ensure that "my husband just has to take me to Aspen for the price of this ring." (actual quote) Ohh Master Chief, wherefore art thou and thine big f@*&ing gun when we need thee?
*whoo* . . . . Okay. Just had to get that out of my system. I'm off to go castrate some drunken wallstreet yuppies now. T'ahh.