When he came back into the room, the whole thing had a very "five more minutes, mom" kind of motif. I decided to wait until everybody was done using the computer before I woke up for real, which took a really long time because Gabriel was apparently writing his first novel. I could have gotten up and interrupted him, but I kept weaving into and out of a dream in which I had a lactating nipple on my wrist, like a watch that milk came out of. I kind of wanted to see where that one went.
Everything that Gabriel said about titles running together I can vouch for as well. I've become so stimulated visually that I am sometimes treated to bursts of colorful sparks even when I am not looking at a demo screen, cycling chromatic blooms that (I can only assume) represent key portions of my mind burning out. It was nice to look at human faces again yesterday for an hour or so at the signing, and it was also nice to have something for those people that came to see us. Gabe snapped a pic of the PA Presents comics, if you'd like to see what they look like. You can click the picture for a plumper, juicier image.
Ain't half bad.
I could really sit here all night, just talking to you and reading all hard disks at the hotel exposed at the root level and shared wirelessly. It looks like Jennifer is planning quite a bachelorette party! God only knows what other shit I could find out there, but I think I'm going to hang up and hit you back on Monday. I need some of the things I've seen to settle out and make sense before I can start transcribing them. On the other hand, if you're curious about games you might want to pay more attention to in the ongoing deluge, Donkey Kong: Jungle Beat, King of Swing, Mechassault 2: Lone Wolf, Republic Commando, and Sly 2 are games that deserve your attention for various reasons I'll depict for you in much higher resolution later.
We did go see the Phantom guys though, talked to them for an unflinching hour about the Phantom and their plans for it just to whet your appetite. The CEO of the company did stop in very quickly to mention that he had just killed a dog, which seemed like an odd non-sequitur until I remembered the strip. At first, I was like man, look - daddy is working. I don't come truckin' into your office every time I make an animal die.
I have one addendum to the list of E3 Necessities we usually suggest - a pair of insoles. After the second day of walking, standing, running and so forth, my feet typically puff up and feel like they are full of upholstery tacks. With a pair of gel insoles lodged in my shoes, my feet feel like they're in two soft buckets of human viscera. It really is fantastic!
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