At the very first PAX in 2004 there was a daring theft. One of our banners, THIS banner actually
was stolen in the night! Remember when PAX was 24 hours? Yuck.
Anyway, the thief was chased but escaped and we assumed the banner was gone forever. However at last year's PAX prime here in Seattle, we received an incredible gift. The banner that had been lost was returned and the man who gave it to us confessed to having committed the crime!
The story he told was fantastic. The plan he hatched to get it, how he eluded capture, then how he lived with his trophy for an entire decade. I think he figured we'd be mad but we just laughed and laughed. We shook his hand and thanked him for returning it. We forgave him right there on the spot.
But we did not forget.
Recently Ian (let's call him Ian since that is his real name) hung a rather large Broncos flag in his office.
This is a photo of said flag
but it is no longer hanging in Ian's office. No, it is currently hanging over MY couch in MY office.
How do you like that shit Ian? Don't worry, you can have your flag back.
In ten fucking years.
-Gabe out
