We like PAX in Principle
Let me stress that there are some very wonderful things about PAX. There is, for example, a sign in front of a closet that says, “Stoat check, No weasels allowed”. That is genuine endearing cleverness. There are some very talented Dance Dance Revolution players, and a few humorously costumed attendees. Also, there are several rooms full of gaming consoles, and a room full of 1337 tricked out gaming consoles. But here begins the trouble. In the rooms filled with video games, or with table games, there is an overwhelming olifactary sense that the room is indeed filled with nerds who are apt at producing acrid body odor. Perhaps one at a time, or in small groups, this would not be an overwhelming problem, but a conference center filled with these people becomes a unplesant experience.
PAX is wonderful, but you really have to love your fellow nerd to truly enjoy PAX. Also, truth be told, the fragdolls weren’t all they were cracked up to be.