Friday

Friday we locked 100 of the most beautiful proprietary monitors in solitary, then split jammers into 4 posh rooms and 2 classy alcoves. 40 birdies arrived Friday @ 10:00am, another 20 by noon. By 4:00pm most everybody was here, seated and clicking away.

Many of the students just finished writing exams that morning, and several were showing off final portfolios that afternoon. And yet... they still came. Stick that in your hat and eat it.

The security guards are saints. The main doors were locked friday evening, and remained that way throughout the weeekend. Security needed to manually let every person in while also making rounds. No matter the time, no matter how far away, they never failed to let jammers in with a smile. Saints.


Alex Bethke created this video Friday ~2:00am. It gives a great overview of the space, and some hardcore jammers.

Saturday

Bagels rained like dogs. In the afternoon, Gorm Lai of Nordic Game Jam organization fame, invaded. After chatting about our latest war with Ludum Dare, Gorm cut to the chase... "I understand that we are also at war..." The conversation that followed was not nearly as ackward as I imagined.

A free, delicious chinese buffet (thanks again sponsors) caused happy stomachs. Jammers had seconds, even thirds. Good View Restaurant, never change! I spent most of the evening gathering teams for photos. I was forced to draw a diagram. The unrefrigerated remaining chinese disturbingly dissapeared before morning.

We planned to take the overflowing garbage out the back entrance, but "the man" varnished that floor that afternoon. Security (of course) had the answer - use the freight elevator. After 20 minutes of searching, I couldn't find it. I received clandestine instructions to rendevous with security outside a beautiful locked office. Inside lay the freight elevator protected by double doors, a wall that split vertically, and a wood gate. Zangief made short work of it, although the illusion caused by an unexpected set of garage style slats momentarily confused him.

Sunday

While I slept, the Internet broke. No-one knew anything, and dialing H-E-L-P was impossible thanks to ethernet phones. Someone suggested talking to the security angels. They dialled straight to the top and quickly determined what happened. Apparently, a nuclear bomb exploded killing everyone outside. Luckily, security expected the Internet back by 2:00pm. At 1:30pm, it returned. I love those guys.

Pizza Pizza for all my friends. Surprise visitor Eskil Steenberg, in town for the amazing FITC, dropped by. We managed to squeeze a half hour presentation on his famous 1-man MMO into our schedule. The room was packed... with love.

Squeezing 185 people into the hall was a challenge. We raffled off lots of prizes including a printer, Blu-ray burner and Fujitsu Uber netbook! Thanks Notebook Empire! Despite rigging the raffle, I failed to win.

Alas, I never had a chance to play the games.
Security held the door as we left.
I kissed him on the lips,
and he drove me home.