Today was the day we were going to do the Star Trek Experience, as it was closing and would be defunct by the first of September. So we went to get tickets and the line was around the block and out the door and halfway to Texas. So we all decided to hit a panel on the expansion to come in EQ2 and headed that way. Halfway through the guildhall section I became quite disgusted by all things Sony, the prices were crazy and totally geared toward the larger more uber guilds and like always Sony forgot about the smaller class of peasants in the game, so I headed to the outside of the joint and hung out and carcinogenated till my lungs were nice and brown. Heading back in I was greeted by the ohhs and ahhhs of people and their future possible stuff. And then the panel started in with “well, it takes a lot of work to figure out these things, so we’re not going to any time soon.” I think that one was in response to the epic weapons question and when it would occur. Friggin Sony. They never change, and yet I won’t ever stop loving and hating them in complete joy and sorrow. Beautiful bastards.
Afterwards we went and checked on the Star Trek thing and the line was somewhat less populous, so we got tickets and then a warp core breach and then headed into the Borg section of the experience. For those of you not familiar with the ride (again, read last years fan faire as this ride is a tradition.) you walk up a ramp that shows the start of the science of astronomy and space flight as it pertains to actual history, then they meld the Star Trek universe into it as you progress. All the movies are included and the series’, every thing was there and accounted for. We hung out waiting for the line to move along and then we got in. the Borg were tasty and assimilatory, Star Fleet was on its game as always, and we survived and were not assimilated into the collective.
Afterwards food was needed so we went to a cool Mexican restaurant in the Hilton and had nachos and food. It was excellent and tasty and totally hit the spot. That one to the left. As our shiney friends needed to go to the jousting feast thing they had going, and were hopefully going to be back by the time the banquet started, they left to get to their engagement and the bruthah and I hit the penny slots and that catchy tune from the B-52’s.
