Hawking iPod covers with asian pop stars on them. Yeah, exactly.
The guy in the hat read the sign, kicked the new Quark logo, then spat on the ground. Security however, didn't pursue. With all the hatred for Quark, unless it elevates to arson, they don't bother with it.
Not an authorized booth.
What every music aficionado/mad scientist wants for Xmas.
Presenter: And then you touch them. You touch them gently. Is lifelike, yes?
Blow-drying ipods always made Jason remember fondly days working as a vacuum repairman.
Alan was crushed. Now even printed women wouldn't look at him.
Salesman on right: No, is very silent and secure. I keep young son in one when he misbehave. He cry and cry, but neighbors no hear. Superb air flow too. He never pass out.
"...and that's how you make custom labels for your baby. So whether you forget its name, what it likes to eat, or who the daddy is, our product will be there to remind you."
He and the Mac OS 9.0.2 guy got seriously shit-faced at the after party that first night.
Woman (internally): Could I grab that guy's pen from behind his ear, stab that photographer in the neck, and get out of here before security caught me?
Tyler enjoys an acid nacho.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh shit. Those two girls need some anti-bacterial wash. And some listerine."
Kids love confusing medieval strategy games almost as much as they love broccoli flavored yogurt.
