TVGB: "The moment I first approached PAX East’s revolving doors, I could tell that something was just a bit off. There was not a single person trying to scalp convention passes outside the Boston Convention and Exhibition Center. Giant lit-up signs stared me in the face, reading: “Welcome to PAAAAAAAAAAX,” and “PAX East: The reason your IT guy is ‘out sick’ today.” A couple walked by me, holding hands; the woman was dressed as Chell from Portal, the man, her life-sized Companion Cube. There was an enormous line for the nearby men’s bathroom and not for the women’s one. One doesn’t go to PAX East without expecting some weird shit to go down, but for a first-timer like myself, this was all pretty startling."