No, I was still unprepared. After a night of whiskey, beer and meeting people with great cheer, I decided to stay in neighboring Highland Park with my sister. I already planned to stay there for the days of the expo but under these certain circumstances, I had to make some exceptions. So for the day -1 and 0 posts, I won’t have any photos or videos since I was quite unprepared and maybe hungover.
Nonetheless, I headed over to the convention center as early as I could muster for some scouting. I ended up sitting in a chair by the press registration for at least an hour and a half, somewhat falling asleep. I had my reasons but I did end up getting out of there.
I realized it was almost time for the EA press conference and it not being that far away (and also getting my parking money’s worth), I decided to take my chances. Six or seven blocks later, I had arrived at the historic Orpheium Theatre with a sprawling line overflowing the sidewalks.
Well here are the press elite. Being a games journalist lurker supreme, my mind just starts name dropping all the people I see. I ran into 1UP’s Jeremy Parish on the way there. I was silently giddy while trailing behind Jeff Gerstmann, Vinny Caravella, Drew Scanlon and Patrick Klepek. I spent my time over there hanging out with Sterling McGarvey and Andrew Pfster, since I had met them previously at Insomniac Games’ Community Day about two months ago. I was happy they had remembered me so I didn’t feel too uncomfortable being in a place where I really did not belong.
After long periods of waiting and trying my hardest to look like I belong, I had the chance to get into the conference.
“Hey there. Can I get your name?”
“Hey how’s it going? My name is Kenny Redublo.”
“…..ummm. I don’t see your name on the list. Did you get an invite?”
“Hmmm. That’s weird. I did get an invite but I guess I’m not on the list. I talked to one of your staff members earlier and he said I would be fine.”
“Well, I’ll see what we can do. Just wait on the side. Sorry.”
Yes, I lied. I’m no one in this industry, but that just gives me more opportunity to exploit that fact. If I’m no one, I can be anyone.
Well, this time was not a success. I hung out with some other press members that were cool enough to let me just tag along.
And tag along I did. After EA was a bust, Ubisoft was just down the street. We had heard it was a first come, first served conference so our chances seemed much more hopeful.
Conferences are pretty damn hopeless. Especially for me.
We waited in the “without conformation” line until we got inside of the Los Angeles Theatre.
“What’s your name?”
“I don’t see your name on the list.”
“Oh that’s weird. Well I’m with him.”
*point towards one of the guys I’ve been hanging out with*
“Well do you have a business card?”
“Aw actually I left them back at the hotel.”
“You don’t have a business card.”
(She knew it was all malarky)
(She had to)
Denied again. I was playing a losing game to begin with but it was still worth a try. At least the other guys I was with didn’t get in either. We had a defeated pizza lunch at the place next door before we said our goodbyes.
And so, I left. I smelled like beer from the night before due to Hamza Aziz spilling on me from the pre-E3 party and needed a shower. So I went home.
AND DESIGNED SOME EFFIN BUSINESS CARDS.
I wrangled my (borrowed) cameras, my (borrowed) microphones, clothes, bike, vest, bowtie. This time I was ready. First day of the expo was tomorrow. It was time for business (cards).