In the name of all that is good and holy in this world, you MUST to read the last half of my review of Fable 3. To protect yourself. To protect your family. For AMERICA. (If you do not live in America, I am sorry. Your reading this review will still be counted as being for America.)
Dear Fable 3: I hate you. Actually, I love most of you. But you have to treat me right, or I won’t be here forever. Actually, I will, but I will be here hating you. Forever.
Like all good things, PAX ended. Due to required nuptial witnessing, it ended on Saturday for me. Oh, I’m not bitter. In fact, I feel privileged that PAX is local. With all this good stuff happening before, during, and after the show, it’s sure to become one of my yearly rituals. Here are some high points of my trip to the show.