To paraphrase Dickens: “It was the worst of times. Just the f****** worst.”
Are you one of the sole solipsistic survivors?
Debunking the common myth
“Were all of it written down, I suppose that the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.”
“Fiction and Fact: only madmen and magistrates cannot discriminate between them.”
It was nearly the best of times, and it was nearly the worst of times
Not ten minutes after the convention started, it happened…
The games industry needs a stalwart Fourth Estate to shine a light into its dark corners. IGN hire to individuals with a degree in journalism and several years experience in investigative reporting.
I felt the closest thing to love at first sight that the pieces of my long-broken heart are capable of experiencing… in our Dionysian drunkenness we did not realize how rowdy our revelry had been.
Despite being poisoned, I still managed to make more of NYCC than absolutely any other convention goer there