inside the brain

So now that its done for another year. Let me tell you what happened that evening.

I texted Damien to see if he needed a hand with anything before the awards kick off. Within minutes I got a text saying show up at 5:30 and then thirty seconds later followed by bring a laptop. Then after a bit of digging, it turned out it was going to be for SecondLife Ah, problem. Since I’m using Vista, driver support is still a bit naff and SecondLife wouldn’t run. Trying an older laptop with Windows 98 it turns out SecondLife doesn’t work on 98 at all! So I popped off to Intel’s site and downloaded the newest drivers for XP which wouldn’t install at all on Vista. Extracting the exe and pointing Vista to use those driver however did work. A reboot later SecondLife was sorted. I put my Oakleys on, shoved my laptop in to my bag and hopped into the car

Slightly delayed from trying to get dinner in McDonalds (classy I know) I arrived at six into the Alexander Hotel with my McDonalds drink in hand. I headed quickly down stairs where I found Suzy who I met last year there doing registrations and a moment or two later Damien came down the stairs and introduced me to Conn (won some awards too!) and Brian who were the two awesome people doing audio for the night.

After getting hooked up to the projector we were good and waited for the place to start filling up. Rick asked me could I set an explosive off in the SL version of the Blog Awards. In fear of the resulting abuse reports I decided against it. The whole event kicked off and awards and raffles were done. You can find a list of the winners here but something that should be noted was that Bernie handed over his award of Best Contribution to the Irish Bloggersphere to Damien instead.

After the awards and the music kicked off. Some things that I saw were

TwentyMajor showed up in person (Or was it actually him? We were debating this). He also called me “pure” whatever that means….

I ran into Tom Raftery later on where I got the brilliant quote from him of “I’d love to offer something insightful and witty, but I’m pissed” That man also has some dance skills.

Clare Dillon can also be seen on that photo in the pinky/purple top. I have never seen so much concentrated and dedication given to dancing before in my life. If we were to time how long people spent on the dance floor and total it up. They’d have nothing on her.

The only picture of me on the night that I am aware of is this. And thats all that really comes to mind at this stage.