GAMA Trade Show: Was it only...?
...last week I was in Vegas, working the GAMA Trade Show for Goodman Games. Unlike Gen Con, the GTS is first and foremost a chance for game publishers to meet up with gaming stores and vendors. After hours, it is a chance to meet up with other publishers. 

If you're a long time publisher, this is old hat. If you're a newbie fresh off the farm, this is pretty impressive. Over the course of the 3 days I had the chance to spend time with Kenzer (Co. didn't make it this year), the publisher of Black Gate, folks from Mongoose, Eric Rodriguez (Conan and Soloman Kane writer), the notorious Chainmail Girl, Eric Mona and Lisa Stevens of Paizo fame, and the brilliant Brendan LaSalle - designer of the X Crawl Game. 

All in all, a good time, along with the opportunity to talk to shop owners about the DCCs (big Deathy shout out to the good folks of Rooks, Bozeman MT) and generally get a sense of where we are as an industry. 

But Harley, you might be asking. What about Sin City? 

Sadly, not many stories to tell here. Troll Lord Games didn't attend so alcohol sales were actually down this year. The night the Goodman crew went out to play test the not-soon-to-be-patented Kenzer Guide to Winning at Craps, I laid low and worked on upcoming DCCs. GAMA is pretty relaxed, so I did play in an X Crawl drinking game, where shots of rum we passed around each time something died. (Kill a monster, you drink. GM kills you, he gets to drink.) But all in all, pretty tame fair.  

In terms of sheer excitement, the height of our Vegas adventure came with my last night. I was running on a cumulative sleep total of 10 hours over 3 nights, which – when combined with a bit of stress – is an invitation to some serious sleep walking. Details are still pretty fuzzy, but it went down something like this: 

In the "middle" of the night (somewhere around 3 am) I dream I see my Vegas roommates up out of bed killing one another. Naturally, I  –the real life, physical Harley– start shouting at them to, "Stop! Stop!" and being the heroic type, I leap up, tear off the covers to the bed and ready myself for a fight. 

Though I am asleep, my passionate exhortations rally my sleeping roommates. Bredan of X Crawl fame, thinking that something serious must be going down, wakes up and makes a break for the hotel door. Our publicist, the gaming industry version of Entourage's Ari, leaps up and starts demanding to know what the hell is going on. My publisher and boss, trying to sleep before his industry wide meeting the next morning, shouts at us all to get back in bed. 

All seems well, but  I'm still half asleep, which translates to groggy, embarrassed and (driven by a full head of adrenaline) fairly confrontational. Someone says something along the lines of "What the hell?! Turn on the lights."

And me, being half asleep, groggy and confrontational, reply in my best sociopathic dead pan:

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

The room went *dead* silent and it took us the next couple days to sort everything out.  
City of the Gods

PDF out now, courtesy of Code Monkey Publishing. Print version to be released before Gen Con.



At 1:32 AM, Anonymous Cassandra said...

LOL! I love your stories. I sure wish I could have been there; maybe in a couple more years. On the other hand, see you in 103 days.

At 9:56 AM, Blogger saurus said...

you know, it's not like this is new*. you could just go to bed once in a while...

*speaking as a veteran of far too many tours of grim-sleep

At 9:56 AM, Anonymous Dieter said...

Does that make you Vincent, or are you more like Drama?

At 12:26 PM, Blogger Grimbones said...

Love you Dieter ...

:) :) :)



At 12:31 PM, Blogger Grimbones said...


You're totally right. I'll be better this year.

No really.

I promise.


At 12:48 PM, Blogger Matt said...

At least there was no broken glass, smothering or hatchets involved so it sounds like every one walked way unscathed. At some point they are going to realize it's worth their sleep to pay for you to get your own room.

Then Saurus and I can join without having to spring for rooms our selves. ;)

At 6:16 PM, Blogger pgcath said...

I see we're still having the sleep-killin' problem, H...

I still remember when you stunned Hondovious into silence with a well-placed chest-tap.

At 1:30 PM, Blogger Rick said...

Your kind invitation to "crash in your room" at a past 'Con comes to mind; if I ever do need a crash pad & take you up on it, I'm bringing kelvar body armor just in case. :)

At 3:07 PM, Blogger Jess Mauzy said...

Reminds me of camping in Boulder Canyon, and we wouldn't let you out of the tent until you could say our names, and you insisted one of us was Abe Lincoln.

At 3:49 PM, Blogger Grimbones said...

I *love* that everyone here, of either gender, has memories of Harley after dark.

I'm equal opportunity sleep walker: Lover in the daylight, fighter after dark. ;)



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