DISCLAIMER: My digi-cam was kinda low on batteries so I didn't get to take nearly as many photos as I'd have liked. Nor did I get any movies :(

March 1, 2003: Gingerbread LAN #1 proved to be one of the most successful I've been to. Our little operation had 9 people coming and 8 in attendance which made for the perfect round number in team games. We played mostly Battlefield 1942 and Soldier of Fortune 2, the later being by far the popular game of the party. Now let's introduce the gamers:

Starting on the bottom left (partially concealed behind the cabinet) is the lovely RedFish, directly above and away is endless, next to him is zerosome (who is looking somewhat demonic), MuHarR sits alone in the corner, and in the bottom right experiencing partial lack of face is BA Baracus.

If you can believe it or not this tragically blurry photo is the best one I had of the lower table (in name alone, they smoked us in BF 1942).

From left to right we have Bzrk, Ba Baracus, and Patonov aka Dimitry Zoykov.

Other (less sucessful photos, see disclaimer):

Big ups to all who came! You guys rock!

I'm trying to get us together for Gingerbread LAN #2 on the first or second weekend of May.

Photos from LAN parties since past:

DISCLAIMER #2: These photos were taken with my web-cam before the time of 3 mega-pixel plenty. All hail 640*480!

Me without a beard, it's not a part of my life I like to remember.

This freaky character is deicide, he's long since died and been reborn as zerosome.

You vill be shot!

Wisp grooving to the choonz. Hope to see you in May! (He has hosted many of our LAN parties before and we love him for it.)

Bzrk and deicide attempt to get the network working properly; Fucking XP!

I duck sideways to snap a shot of Potato_king.

I will never forget how much Potanov bitched about his monitor flickering at this LAN party. Thank god you got a new computer dude.

Mad props to all of you who have packed up your heavy ass computers to take part in the most powerful of geek rituals. More massive props to the same brave geeks that have packed their machines up at 7 AM and dared the drive home with no sleep and watery eyes. On the other hand I would like to wish slow death by bowel cancer to all those who have said they'd come and cancelled an hour before the party because they just didn't feel like coming. Telemarketers are pillars of dignity and esteem compared to you people. To all of those who couldn't make it out; we're gonna keep firing out the LAN parties so hope to see you out there next time.

Prost!

-Rovon