Richard's Online Journal
E3 Diary, Day Zero
7:15: Wake up. Remember that I?m not actually at E3. Diary already failing.
7:27: Pondering what kind of monster can get up at 7:27 when they can get away with waiting for a nice round number. Relax with pleasant thoughts about not having jetlag and crushed legs from endless 10 hour plane flight. Aaah.
9:30: First closed-door meeting of the day, focused on the release schedule of yesterday?s dinner. Still better than anything Sony’s likely to show.
10:34: Pay tramp ?5 to pretend to be Tim Schafer. Spend half hour babbling incoherently about the amazingnessitudinity of Psychonauts until he gives the money back and stamps off to annoy some tourists.
11:32: On eBay, selling Tim Schafer?s autograph. Potential buyer wants to know how he can be sure it?s legitimate. I promise signed certificate of authenticity. He accepts.
13:30: Much needed lunchbreak. Feast on the irony of spending the day reading roughly a hundred million articles on new releases, then shrugging and muttering ?There?s nothing coming out.? Gamer-entitlement is awesome.
14:34: Snatching pictures of sexy booth babes. Or anyone who uses the photo booth outside Sainsbury?s, really. Note to self: some old people run fast.
15:43: Trying to get into the E3 floor-walking spirit by repeatedly smashing both feet with ball peen hammer. Walking now agony. Seemed like good idea at the time.
16:23: Desperate to see some new games actually moving, grab myself some print outs from the press releases, squint a bit, and shake them around in front of eyes. Frame rate obviously terrible, but no worse than Crysis on my old PC.
17:30: Can’t help but feel the people at the actual show have it better.