PAX Mega-Post!

If you were unaware, I haven't posted for the past three days. My posting prowess encountered blockage. That blockage was PAX. I'm not really going to bore you with things like 'text', and 'words', so here is a lot of moving, colorful things, and pictures. Have fun. Tomorrow, though, I'll bore you with 'words' and 'text'.

PAX- Day 0

Today is the day before the day. The day, of course, is the first day of PAX. PAX is, for those uninitiated, the lovechild of E3 and Coachella- minus the drugs, nudity, and hipsters. We arrived at LAX much earlier than expected, at around five-thirty. Traffic was much more lenient then expected, and we sailed the tar waves with finesse. Once at the airport, we quickly found Theo and family watching their bags being pulled through the antiquated x-ray machine. Industrial design wise, airport x-ray machines are ugly apparatus's. Beige makes any machine look fat. People too, I think. Theo and I parted ways after a dozen minutes, but I was not done with sitings of the non-celebrity kind. From the corner of my eye, I saw a black slab being man-handled by a... man. This was a pre-production protoype of the upcoming Windows Phone 7! I talked to the man-handler, and he seemed to enjoy his phone very much. As I was watching the AMOLED screen, someone called my name. When I turned around, I saw my trainer waving at me. Small world. After a quick chat, I boarded my plane. I read a little, then fell asleep. Waking up, the sky was rosy and quickly darkening. It was an easy flight, to say the least.
Seattle is a very nice city. If you like Vancouver, you like Seattle. This is because they are EXACTLY THE SAME CITY. If you travel to either you will never have a shortage of coffee. PAXers walk down the streets, talking amongst themselves about the latest release, and the negative aspects of it. I'm in my hotel now. It's not very nice, and there is no mini-bar. This is a huge disappointment. However, I feel like I will not die. I'll post the first days events tomorrow. Until then: anxious waiting.

A Wild Packaged Appeared II!

Sorry about this abnormally late post. The day before school started I was waiting for this package. When I asked where it was it appeared. I was amazed, and excited to open it. Now I know never to raise a bar that high, when the bar is not material yet. I was so excited, and nearly tore off the top of the box. It was mangled, at the very least. This is, if you haven't guessed by now, the mysterious package I have been hinting at for the past couple days. What is it?

Shoes! What else could it be? This was, by far, the nicest shoe box I had ever seen. Thick, durable, yet pleasantly pliable board made up the box. Small 'G's were embossed on it like scales on an alligator, layering over themselves to create the shoes' armor. In a velvet bag were the literal keys to the online store. 

I don't lie. So much care was put into creating the most optimal unboxing experience. When I could bear to snap the ribbon, I found there were more branded trinkets inside the box.

 

When I sent the shoes back, I decided to keep the horn. I thought it was humorous. I don't think Gucci intended that jest, but the cheap plastic was in suck ironic contrast with the surroundings that I let out multiple chortles. After all of this time, I decided to gaze upon the shoes that have been so long in the coming. How gorgeous would they be?

Not very, was the answer. These were the wrong shoes! I had not ordered, our intended to order, the boots you see on the screen! In shape, they were the same, but instead of that disgusting branded patter splayed along the side were lovely (and tasteful) diamonds. I was crushed. In revulsion, I sent them back.  Now these pictures are all I have left of the lovely packaging. And the cheap shoehorn. If that is not a metaphor, then I don't know what is.