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So here we are. The last portion of my adventure. It all ends here on Sunday. I slept awful. The fighting outside my door between a group of drunken baboons lasted much longer than it should have. And when that skirmish had ended, the next of wave of moronic twits spewing the slurred speech as a side effect of too many vodkas had moved in. I don't know when I finally fell asleep, I just know I slept an hour longer than I should have. I had to get in gear and have my booth set up before the floor opened to the public. Dave asked me to hand off a commission to a customer for him. He knew he was going to running late, and I had no problem with covering for him at the time. This was not at that time. My sluggish feet wouldn't move right and my head felt like a half inflated balloon. But I had to press on. It doesn't matter. Sunday's probably going to be slow anyway. I arrived at the show with a worn out grimace. I didn't shave (in fact, I still haven't....

Continuing my epic saga at C2E2, I give you Saturday's tale. Saturday started out perfectly on schedule. I was awake, showered and ready to go right when I wanted to be. After eating my $4 almond and cream cheese danish (Chicago is so damn pricey!) I set out for the show. Sadly, the bus delayed my near perfect timing but at least I didn't have to pay for a cab (sorry Andy). I arrived at the show and checked in with my buddies and my neighbors. Booth setup was a breeze this time, and everything was ship shape when the customers started rolling in. Saturday was said to be the biggest day of the show, and having already met my low end sales goal on Friday, I was eager to see what the biggest day of the show had in store. Unfortunately, I was about to be disappointed. Friday started about as slow as a pegged legged turtle caught in molasses. My first sale was to my dad and my second was to one of my comic book friends from Indiana. Following Dave's advice, I took it in...

I'm back from C2E2 and decided to recount my experience in full. This will be three parts (Friday, Saturday and Sunday) of everything I did at my first ever con. The day started earlier than it should have. Sleep was nearly impossible. I was far too busy worrying if I had packed everything and if I would miss my train. Maybe I would be mugged in Chicago, or worse, get lost and never find my way home!!!! I'm a country mouse about to be thrust into the big city. I've been to Chicago many times, but this was going to be the first time I spent a weekend in downtown Chicago pretty much on my own. I arrived at the station with no food in my belly and dying of thirst. My friend Andy was purchasing his ticket as I walked in. We both bought round trip tickets just to be safe. Perhaps a bit preemptive on my part, but we'll get to that later. And so began the adventure. The train ride was long and tedious. Andy and I chatted most of the way, talking about how these c...

Earlier this week, Bioware released Dragon Age 2, the sequel to the smash hit Dragon age Origins. Though critic reviews have been generally positive, the fan response has been catastrophic. Metacritic rates Dragon Age 2 at a respectable 84 out of 100 from critics. It’s certainly one of the weaker scores the prolific RPG developer has received over the years and a far cry from the 91 it received with DAO (note: this is based on the PC ratings). Fans however, are being particularly harsh on DA2. 3.0 out of 10 is the current aggregate score from user reviews. An unfortunate score to be sure, but honestly, it should have been expected. DAO was marketed to the hardcore RPG demographic, whereas DA2 seemed to have been marketed towards and entirely different audience (if you’d call it marketing. Where the hell was the launch trailer?!). I personally have not played DA2, nor do I have an interest to, which is a testament to the failures of the game in and of itself. I have b...