Flew out of Seattle at 22:30 yesterday while fighting mild discomfort and chronic irritation the entire way. After a 4-day rager at PAX Prime 2015, I’m suffering from fatigue for at least 2 rounds. I have a pretty high constitution but suffered a critical hit from some bad squid on Sunday night. It’s a shame, I enjoyed the ambiance there. Continue reading PAXiphany!
MY second year of PAX has come to close. It took me a minute to get into the groove this time, probably due to extreme fatigue from my “real life”. Despite over 8 hours of sleep both Thursday and Friday nights I did not feel fully rested until Saturday morning. Fortunately, I don’t make plans for this convention. Expo floor bells & whistles, merchandise doo-dads, and enticing panel descriptions all blur together. I simply show up and let the con happen to me.
A particular highlight this year was the chance to pull up a chair to chat with Jerry (Tycho) during an autograph session. I confessed that my Surface Pro 3 purchase was almost entirely based on their endorsement. Then, extolling it’s wonders of multi-tasking and effective portability, I described how my blogging life grew and developed thanks to PA’s influence. I inquired about Windows 10 and Jerry assuaged my fear of a Microsoft “free upgrade”. My copy is reserved.
I gave him a copy of my card and half-jokingly told the boys I’d see them again soon. I am determined to get hired onto the PA staff. I asked Mr. Khoo last year and again this year if I can have a job. I am 100% sure that I have a skill set not currently represented in their office. Nothing against the current staff, who all possess extensive talents I can’t even begin to fathom. But I have the power of invisibility and get a +20 bonus to diplomacy in any business setting. My past is as curious as Alice’s Wonderland and the direction I’m heading has nothing but sunshine on the path. Really, anyone I work for is lucky to have me. In the case of Penny Arcade, I would be equally lucky to learn from them.
As a business model, PA is as unique as I am. This can not be ignored. I’ll keep asking Khoo to hire me every chance I get – no matter how inappropriate. The worst thing he can do is keep saying no.
In the realm of gaming there are a few things on the horizon I’m keeping an eye on – Hob, Doom, Superfight, Fallout 4 and Uncharted 4. I might have to date someone with a PS4 when that last one comes out. 😉
Flight is boarding. See you in Memphis.
I haven’t seen this much flannel since the mid-90s. Still, I feel at home. Often I forget my appearance. Nondescript most of my life, changing my hair color doesn’t change that. Worried about the intimidation of a big city, decked out in all its individuality. A debutante ball for introverts.
Detached from the results, this is my time to be odd in a sea of strange. Smiling and eager, I can’t get enough of the discomfort when I talk to a stranger without preamble. Southern accent, overalls, purple hair. I fit right in here. Fun to be around.
Patience and openness guarantees a good time. No room share facilitates good sleep. Liking who I am exemplifies why I came here. Surrounded by chaos, even sitting still is entertaining.
I want to reach out to the heart of the world and show them the serenity of a faceless mob. We’re all here to have fun. Be nice or leave!
Having visions.
It’s my job, as the artist,
To give life
Create
Make seen what only I can see
I understand these duties.
Willingly accept.
A soldier in the war
against mediocrity.
Shine on
Crazy Lucy
Wither diamonds.
Still unsatisfied
Goals are so few.
My pace is slacking
Momentum lost
Never forget
Untap, Upkeep, Draw.
Perfect defense
Only gets you one point.
Fortunately
The only point of life
that matters
is the last one.
I lent a
specially
pre-ordered
personally signed
1st edition
American Gods
To my BEST FRIEND
LindsAy
Right after I finished reading it
In 2001
Once
I asked for it back
Seeing it displayed
No dust cover
on a manicured shelf
at her party
celebrating
a new bungalow
his commitment
And always having money.
Stone-faced
Insisting
THAT one
is HER copy
Lying bitch.
That’s my memory
held hostage by
her insanity.
I still have the jacket.
I love that book.
Someone should know.
Tonight felt like coming home. After leaving for so long it’s strange to feel back. Like the first summer after college. Forgotten among misfits, all of us toys.
I built a bed today. My first bed in many ways. It feels better not being on the floor. I feel like a cat in a tree. Enjoying the view. Not thinking about the climb down. Inevitable.
I love my little life. Low maintenance integrity, always smiling. What’s not to love? Starting over is not bad. Parts of it doesn’t feel good. That’s why some people peel their vegetables. I like to eat the skin, that’s where the history is.
Time to invest in trampolines.
The party is brewing. The music is scheduled. Haven’t finalized everything however…
My birthday party is happening!
@ the P&H
Sunday Sunday Sunday
September 6th starting at 7pm
That’s the Sunday before Labor Day. That means you can be there unless you really can’t. All you folks who have family plans and fancy vacations can still donate 5$ if you want to!
I want to dance with somebody
I want to feel the heat with somebody
I want to dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me.
Continue reading Dancing = Yoga
Give you a ride?
The kangaroo asks.
Why is he drinking?
Another East Midtown creation.
All having the same conversation
About the right way to do things
Given up, holding over
Delayed due to whether
Or not I can cut it.
Alone in a venue, poised.
More concerned with pain
Less concerned with desire.
Enough places to look and I’m
Never settling. Intimidating?
Don’t mess with the quiet one.