There was this one time that I attended E3. This one time was Tuesday, no it was Wednesday because no one wanted to go on the first day. I rode the Amtrak train for what felt like the first time with my co-workers and time seemed to fly by. There was a mother who sat next to us wearing hiking shoes, glasses and a short crop of grey hair who was on her way to Yosemite with her teenage daughter. She spoke to my co-worker about her son who wants to work in video games. Only he's a composer and wants to compose music for the games. Later I found out that the best advice would be for him to strip out music from an existing video game and add his own. Instead, his mother was told to surround himself with people in the industry that could offer him advice.
Before we arrived there were these NOS girls handing out energy drinks. What struck me were their outfits - bright blue spandex dresses that resembled something I once put on my Barbie back in 1986. Only their dresses showed more cleavage and were much shorter than the makers of Mattel could ever create. As an added accessory, they wore cut out cheap-looking sunglasses to make them look nerdy. I guess nerds like a woman in glasses.
Once inside it was sensory overload with loud explosions on gigantic television screens of multiple video games. I got a headache from so much leaping out at me, demanding my attention. Instead, I checked out the "booth babes" at E3 which were rumored to be hired models and beautiful women, maybe even strippers. I was not particularly impressed.
In an effort to wrap up this blog I shall say this: I'm glad I went but I may have had more fun playing Glee karaoke. Next time I'll bring my cheerleading outfit.
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