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TGS Travel Log: Touring, shopping and lots of walking
(Just as a heads-up, at least one photo in this blog is really, really, NSFW.)
My dogs, they are barking. While Tokyo Game Show doesn't start until later in the week, we wanted to get here a little bit early so we'd have a day to just bum around and acclimate ourselves. After waking up and enjoying a breakfast of fine, packaged foods from the local Family Mart (popular chain of convenience stores). I had a hot dog which was...well, it was a hot dog. I don't know how enthusiastic one can really get about that. Dale made it a point to mention that the hot dogs here are more like proper sausages and, yeah, it didn't taste like the tube of fat and offal I usually get at a gas station, but it was still a hot dog.
And then there's just some weird shit. Allistair found one joint that had all of these rather unsettling paintings of incestuous relations. A pair of young girls scissoring on a couch, a mother masturbating her son while her daughter films her snatch, a grandmother with her face buried in the cooch of her granddaughter during a visit for tea. Really, really strange stuff.
I'm on a pretty tight budget, so I'm resisting the urge to buy all kinds of crap all the time. In one shop, we found three Super Famicom copies of Chrono Trigger, in box, for less than 1000 yen each. I don't even particularly like Chrono Trigger (always tune out around the post-apocalypse) and would have even less desire to try and struggle through it in Japanese but, at that price, I felt like a fool passing it up. Likewise, I skipped out on a copy of Intelligent Qube at 105 yen (already have the NA version). But then I spotted Quest for Fame, an adventure game starring Aerosmith and I simply couldn't resist, mostly because I picked it up for roughly a dollar.
What I did not find, the one thing I'm actively seeking on this trip, is a copy of Red Seeds Profile, the Japanese release of Deadly Premonition. That's the one thing I want to bring home, but not a single store we've visited so far has turned up one. The search continues.
I took a bunch of pictures and they probably tell the story better than I can at this point. I'm fairly exhausted and we have an early day ahead of us. I'm off to shower and bed, but I'll try to get another update in here before things get too crazy at the show. In the meantime, enjoy the gallery.
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My dogs, they are barking. While Tokyo Game Show doesn't start until later in the week, we wanted to get here a little bit early so we'd have a day to just bum around and acclimate ourselves. After waking up and enjoying a breakfast of fine, packaged foods from the local Family Mart (popular chain of convenience stores). I had a hot dog which was...well, it was a hot dog. I don't know how enthusiastic one can really get about that. Dale made it a point to mention that the hot dogs here are more like proper sausages and, yeah, it didn't taste like the tube of fat and offal I usually get at a gas station, but it was still a hot dog.
And then there's just some weird shit. Allistair found one joint that had all of these rather unsettling paintings of incestuous relations. A pair of young girls scissoring on a couch, a mother masturbating her son while her daughter films her snatch, a grandmother with her face buried in the cooch of her granddaughter during a visit for tea. Really, really strange stuff.
I'm on a pretty tight budget, so I'm resisting the urge to buy all kinds of crap all the time. In one shop, we found three Super Famicom copies of Chrono Trigger, in box, for less than 1000 yen each. I don't even particularly like Chrono Trigger (always tune out around the post-apocalypse) and would have even less desire to try and struggle through it in Japanese but, at that price, I felt like a fool passing it up. Likewise, I skipped out on a copy of Intelligent Qube at 105 yen (already have the NA version). But then I spotted Quest for Fame, an adventure game starring Aerosmith and I simply couldn't resist, mostly because I picked it up for roughly a dollar.
What I did not find, the one thing I'm actively seeking on this trip, is a copy of Red Seeds Profile, the Japanese release of Deadly Premonition. That's the one thing I want to bring home, but not a single store we've visited so far has turned up one. The search continues.
I took a bunch of pictures and they probably tell the story better than I can at this point. I'm fairly exhausted and we have an early day ahead of us. I'm off to shower and bed, but I'll try to get another update in here before things get too crazy at the show. In the meantime, enjoy the gallery.
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About Conrad Zimmermanone of us since 2:14 AM on 12.06.2007
An avid player of tabletop and video games throughout his life, Conrad has a passion for unique design mechanics and is a nut for gaming history. He can be heard on the comedy podcast FistShark Marketing (fistshark.com) and streams video games often on Hitbox (hitbox.tv/ConradZimmerman)
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Old Cblog Features
On the Table
RetRose Tinted
Death by Cartoon
About Rodney Dangerfield:
The mere inclusion of Rodney Dangerfield can vastly improve anything. Films, music, toasters, anything. In particular, the force of Rodney Dangerfield could elevate video games to the level in which they are accepted by the mainstream as a true art form, bringing together people of all races, creeds and tax brackets in peace and harmony.
RIP Rodney.