Tuesday, December 07, 2004

So, the last week has been fun. A combination of AGDC, wild parties, new couches and bumping into people I haven't seen for years... In no particular order:

New couches... quick, put on an ET voice and say it with me... Elliot. Our new sofa, already dubbed the beige suede aircraft carrier, is massive... I can do superman impressions on it (lying across it with my arms stretched above my head, not falling off a horse and talking funny until I die... was that harsh?) With my changing shape (read: huge belly) my centre of gravity is starting to change, and our new sofa being higher than our old sofa (and indeed, our coffee table) I'm now slightly concerned that I'll pitch forward into my teevee dinner at some point and not be able to get back up.

AGDC... noisy, nerdy and time consuming in a where did my weekend go kinda way. This year it reached new levels of sophistication when sachets of lubricant were handed out to all and sundry. Because lubricant has a lot to do with video games - without it your producer can't
So I was staffing the booth feeling sorry for people who wanted booth bunnies, all they got was a grumpy pregnant lady with swollen feet. I also did a talk on how to get into the games industry (i.e. study the course I wrote) - anyone else think I have become the establishment?

Bumping into people... Pol, remember Andy Sat., from Wipeout 2097? Now living in New Zealand working at Sidhe Interactive and still the same as ever, except now with wife and baby in tow. Haven't seen the guy for eight years, strange, but great to catch up!

Wild parties... well, just the one... actually, not so wild (though I declined to get in the spa) . One of the stranger points was when our glamorous hostess (dressed in carefully-cut-so-as-to-still-be-just-legal top, tutu, fishnets and boots) discovered her ageing diabetic cat was very sick. It had to be taken to the all-night vet, so Bill (the only other sober person besides myself at the party) offered to drive, and, realising a change of clothing was in order, she removed the tutu, and changed into a silver micro mini skirt...


At 9:44 AM, Blogger billyjoe noodle-bob said...

honey, it wasn't that i was the only sober person, it was that i was the only sober person who had clothes on


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