PAX 2004
Some Conventioneers Were Us!

PAX was, as they say, "Da Bomb."

So, yeah. We stayed in this hotel that was supposed to provide shuttle service to PAX, but actually didn't. They also wouldn't let me in to the swanky nightclub because my hippy ass didn't bring any real shoes.

Nice view out the window of our room, though.

Speaking of "nobody's looking..."
These are all the pictures we didn't take during the first day of PAX, because we were both too stupid to remember to bring a camera that day.
In place of those pictures, why not enjoy this picture of Jick's trash and recycling cans, which are both stainless and awesome.

Dig also the saltillo tile, and note the drop of blood which stains it near the bottom center of the photograph.

Whence came this blood? Wouldn't you like to know.
Optimus Rhyme rocked the house to its very core, which was hard. That's right. The core was hard.
The Minibosses proved themselves to be quite Maxi.
Speaking of Maxi, there were many people dressed as Soul Calibur II characters. Er, several people. A few people. Okay, one. There was one. Are you happy?
Listen we'll tell ya that Frontalot was incredible.
Vigrid and Ennul made custom shirts, which were awesome. This picture (from what I believe to be Vigrid's website) also features the shirts Boozer and I made for me and Skully, which are how people recognized us.

Four thumbs up!
What follows is a set of pictures of the players we met during the second day of the convention.

If you met us the first day, and took pictures, please get in touch with Mr. Skullhead in-game so that we can add them here.

Likewise, if you're pictured here, and you want your name attached to us, please let Skully know which one you are, and we'll label you.
The Omegathon, out of which Skully was lamentably knocked in its second round, ended with a surprisingly exciting game of Pong. Seated are the two final contestants, standing are Gabe and Tycho, the organizers of PAX.

Do you kids remember your roots?
The day after PAX ended, we met Vida Londres and her friend Molly near the Space Needle. Some of us had gyros, and some of us were anarchists. All of us went to the Science Fiction Museum, and it was the best museum ever.

Left to right: Skullhead, Molly, Vida, Jick. When we were arranging to meet them, Skully said "I'm wearing an MC Frontalot T-Shirt, and Jick's dressed like a farmer."

Your MOM's a farmer.