I’m live at the PS3 Event in SF, where its thankfully not raining like it is in NY.
The lines have taken on a life of their own. The early crowd has been brought from across the street from the alley known as Minna St., to front and center on 4th. They’re part of the VIP line, while the other lines— three other distinct sections—languish in their heaps of filthy sleeping bags, gambling, playing DS Lites and PSPs until their batteries die. There’s no laptop power. There’s no cellphone power. It’s inhumane. We have to send the Red Cross. Or some battery packs.
