It’s past two in the morning and I can’t sleep, because it’s still freezing and the heat’s still not on (I just called the hotline to report on my douchebag of a super once again). Even though my hands are so cold, it actually hurts to type, I am up nonetheless, so I might as well…
Went to the C-TRL party earlier this evening. And there was no old school Mac lan gaming at all.
When I showed up, I was expecting a sea of classic Macs, but there was only one in the corner of the space, and a sea of people smoozing and drinking. It was just an open studio party, but I stuck around for a small bit to check out the work and the open bar.
… I swear, I should really start another website, where I tell people where they can drink for free that night. If I charged visitors a fee, even if it was super small, I could make a good chunk of change…
Their work, I have to say, is pretty damn good. Though most interesting was seeing the front-end from Terminator 3: The Redemption on display since it was easily the best part of the whole game; I reviewed it for GMR and panned it. You can check it out here.
Don’t ask me why Christian was credited for writing the review on the site. In fact, every single one of my reviews on the GMR site is either credited to someone else or there’s just no author’s name listed at all. But it’s no surprise really; everyone knows what a mess all of 1UP.com is.
Anyway, I knocked back a few vodka cranberries and chatted with some DJ from Philly, but like I said, wasn’t there long. Though Raina was right about one thing: the music provided by Touch & Go/Warp Records was fucking awesome.
Guess this is as good a time to also say…
I forgot to mention that the othe night MK gave me Passing Periods from Joe Sayers, which is CRAZY funny. I already have The Sky #3 which I picked up at the last SPX (or was it MoCCA?) and next chance I get, I’m gonna get the rest of his books, plus make sure I get whatever the hell else the guy produces from this point on.
Also, this past Tuesday’s Achewood might be my personal favorite ever. Like MK asked, who the fuck is that guy with the mouth open?
And finally, you can read MK’s account of me spazzing out on the streets of Manhattan right here.
