Tyler enjoys an acid nacho.
A marching band got lost amid the geek throng and couldn't escape.
'Creating Beautiful Documents' with MS Office always goes way way over time.
Alan was crushed. Now even printed women wouldn't look at him.
Victor thought no one heard it. We all did Victor, we all did.
"...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."
...a man who could barely remember the name of his company without looking at his notes.
Not an authorized booth.
Having just learned her ABCs, Amy was going wild with the gradients. Up next - text + lens flare = awesome.
He and the Mac OS 9.0.2 guy got seriously shit-faced at the after party that first night.
For those sexy underwater shots you've always wanted to do with your girlfriend. You know, if you had a pool. Or a camera. Or a girlfriend.
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.
John Mayer bot 3.0 rocked the house with his acoustic rendition of 'Baby Got Back'.
Sir Brillianton discovers that rotting flesh has a less than intoxicating odor.
