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What Not To Wear, E3 Style
May 3, 2005
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Hey there, my little chickadees, and welcome to May. What the fuck is MAY doing here is what I kind of thought at first, but as this means that soon enough my friends will be here and we will be enjoying the madness of the E3, well then: I can deal with the date easily enough. And to commemorate the occasion, I figured I might toss out a couple of strips regarding it. Today's is my honest-to-Bob recommendations of what you should wear at the E3 (the top part, obviously, not the bottom), excepting only some spare nice clothes and/or makeup in case you are lucky enough to be invited to parties afterwards. The other joke within is that the convention center food, for being as ruthlessly blah as it is, is insanely expensive: we are talking $8 for a stale hot dog and fries here. As we speak I am dearly hoping I remember where the hell that one Denny's is where I went with Adam and Greg Dean & co. Oh well - I'm sure I'll find it. Or harass random people until I do. ::cue maniacal laughter::
I should like to bring you your weekly Linkstravaganza, but I am afraid that with the insanity of work still thrumming away in high gear, I have not had time to seek out a cornucopia of fresh linkies: therefore, I offer up these humble but nonetheless savory niblets of web goodness:
* So you might have read Snow Crash (if you haven't, WHAT THE CRAP, go to Amazon and buy it already): ever wonder what we're doing to make the cool shit they had there actually happen? Check out this very nifty list and have a peek.
* Whaaa... a downloadable jet-pack sim. Because Tribes isn't all that scientific ::snicker:: Give it a look-see!
* Oh sure, I could TELL you not to push this button, but it's a lot more fun for you to find it all out yourself.
* It's not much. It's not a song about fireballs or aeroplanes. Just Amburgers and Wootbeer. And it makes me want a root beer float VERY BADLY. Damn.
That's it for me - join me next time where I show up half-asleep and drunk and insult everyone's parentage before passing out in a puddle of my own hurl. Not really. At all. But come anyway.
I Make Shit Up,
Annie "Blue" C
Darling,
When did you fall?
When was it over?
- Delerium
"Innocente"
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