We’re heading up to PAX East for the third year in a row. We’re in the hotel attached to the convention center meaning — yes! Booze! The plan is to drive up on Thursday and drive home on Monday so we won’t miss the opening remarks this year. Also, I will get another scarf because PAX scarfs are important. And swag. I need swag.
The only work I’ll be bringing with me is a) my phone which will die trying to pull work mail in a convention center with no coverage and b) my work branded bag as it makes an awesome con bag. I might also wear my work logo t-shirt maybe. I will not talk to you about work or my job other than yeah I have this bitchin’ bag maybe I stole it.
If you want to hook up at PAX East give me a shout. Otherwise, we’ll wander around aimlessly until we run into you in some weird uncomfortable awkward way in a hallway and go all “OH HEY YOU’RE HERE TOO” and “WE’RE GOING OVER THERE” and “YOU ARE GOING WHERE WELL SEE YOU LATER MANG” and then we don’t see you again and we complain all over twitter about not getting together and how that sucked so say something. Also, a bunch of Folks I Know are On Panels so We’ll Be Attending Some Panels and Yes We Are Stalking You. And Eric has made noise about attending the concert.
So, there’s the haps. You can find me either playing board games until my eyes bleed or in the check out and play video game area or watching the Street Fighter tournament.