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While Maarten waited for his bags to pop out, Sock and I went outside where we spotted this dude we knew who had quite a bit of work experience in Television, Steve! We stood in the heat and the humidity for a while and talked about the site, and when things got quiet, we talked about games.
(Quakecon tip, when you don't know what to talk about, talk about games!)
The drive to the Hilton was quick, and before we knew it, we were checked in and the Goldstein & Gibson duo took off for SERIOUS BUSINESS, leaving Filthysock and I. We decided to get some food and rally Shackers through the power of text message. There was a small little BBQ place not too far from the Hotel which had gigantic steak fries, and steel bath tubs full of beer. Perfect! We continued to compare countries and stories until sexninja!!!!, geedeck, and his lady showed up. I didn't even recognize geedeck at first because now he has gigantic hair. sexninja still looks the same (gaymer), so he was easy to spot.
Ajax and Edlin were landing soon, nyranger66 was in the vicinity, and Normality and Mrs Normality were ready to play. What more could we do? Beer was picked up, and we put together a small gathering in Filthysock's room. No craziness, just getting to know each other, drinking some beers, and sharing a great deal of laughter. Definitely a nice mellow way to start out the trip.
Thursday was where things got crazy. What else to do? HIT THE BYOC! Firstly, I had to register though, and Rosewood, Mrs. Rosewood, Baby Rosewood, and Rosewood's sister were all in line. I hung out in line with them for roughly an hour and chatted. It was great seeing Rosewood again (under less crazy (Quakecon 2003) circumstances). We also watched this woman in a referee shirt clean the SHIT out of this foosball table for almost the entire hour we were there. I am not kidding, you could perform surgery and deliver babies on the thing when she was done. But just when we THOUGHT she was done, some kid walks up and starts playing with it, only to collect evil stares from her. Lo and behold, he leaves, and she starts all over! EVERRRYTHIINNG CLEEAANNNN EVERRRYYYTHIINNG PERRRFEECCTTT!!
FINALLY, I made it into the BYOC. Spotted the Shack corner (we were quarantined all the way in the back), and fuck all this! I want to see the booths!
No... wait...
Fuck all these booths! I want to play Left 4 Dead!
Dudes. Left 4 Dead was AWESOME. Standing in line with Shackers for 45 - 60 minutes to PLAY it was awesome. Both times we stood there, watching it be played, and mostly talking about the game its self. When we weren't talking about that game, we were talking about other games, and this was also fantastic. Shackers are some of the most down to earth easy to get along with in person types that I've ever met. The entire afternoon went by ever so quickly, and before we knew it, it was party time again.
Before party time happened, it was FOOD time. And edlin was HUNGRY. And when edlin is HUNGRY. You must LISTEN. Because if you DON'T. Your ASSHOLE will be sucking BUTTERMILK! So we went to some sort of Bar & Grill. I knew I was at home right away when we walked in and they were playing country music. I think the Racist Bar & Grill was one of the finer establishments we frequented during my stay in Texas. I had something with cheese and two Red Stripes, and after we all finished our food, we got the fuck out of there, post-haste.
sexninja!!!! had to run an errand, so I went along for the ride. Afterward we stopped at Wal-Mart and bought cases of beer and a 32oz beer mug for the each of us. It was time for Filthysock's party beta to be finished! The full version of partying in his room was released!
There were a sweaty shitload of Shackers in his room this time around. Some played a drinking game that seemed like an AWFUL lot of work to do in order to get drunk. Many of us sat around talking and there were SO MANY OF US THERE. Too many to name. We partied until at least 3:30am, taking several breaks out in the hallway to cool down the room. Most of us could not keep our traps shut out in the hallway, so edlin suggested that some go to another floor to walk it off. Some people went up to the top floor and pushed each other around on bellhop carts. Best idea ever.
After the party died down, I went back to my room. Goldstein and Remo were already there (they had been partying too), but it was mellow.
And then Maarten threw a hotel menu at me.
And then Maarten threw a pillow at me.
Before we knew it, the entire Hotel room was torn apart, a lamp was broken, and the war of Remo and I vs The Dutch Wonder RAGED ON FOR HOURS. We harnessed the power of 1986 Van Halen, and, if I recall, Maarten ended up sleeping on a flipped over mattress with no blankets and maybe only one pillow. Remo had ALLLLL the blankets and pillows, and AllYourBase had a little hamster nest made of newspaper, probably some lettuce, and a pillow. I still had my cot :D
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