It Won’t Stop a Shotgun – The Journey Home
If the journey out was a trek enough, then the voyage home was going to be ten times worse. For a start, we had to be out of the Duplex by arse o’clock in the morning. Or 10 am as it is known to everyone…
If the journey out was a trek enough, then the voyage home was going to be ten times worse. For a start, we had to be out of the Duplex by arse o’clock in the morning. Or 10 am as it is known to everyone…
Last day of the show and it was hard to believe the amount of stuff we’d seen in just two and a half days; it’s not over yet though, and I was determined to make the most of my last day. My first appointment was…
The shrill of my alarm sounded… surely it wasn’t time already? No. It was only 3am and my pissing phone was ringing. Threatening to disembowel whatever thoughtless bastard was calling at this hour, I hit the pillow again. I eventually prised myself out of bed…
Following on from the day’s adventure so far, courtesy of Microsoft and Electronic Arts, up next was Sony. We directed ourselves to the LA Memorial Sports Arena and were greeted by something quite different compared to the previous conferences. Littered outside in the car park…
While the press conferences were exciting, aside from the heat, numb arse, distinct lack of anything Alan Wake related, and annoying fellow attendees, it was the expo itself which was to be the most exciting part of E3, and come Tuesday morning, butterflies had taken…
The last day of E3 was always going to be special, and on so many levels. The first, and most obvious, reason was that it was the end of a new beginning for GamingLives… the point where we had stopped dreaming about covering the expo…