Full tan and free cocktails, okay, but enough is enough. No need to get sick of it. That's why I took the time to make a little Gamersyde Diaries on The Bourne Conspiracy while at the Sierra Spring Break '08. Worse, I went as far as waking Game Director of the game up from his sober-up nap, rolled under a table. If that's not great journalism, I don't know what is. On the other hand, I failed to get a hand on Pipomantis. Here's one who seems to be used to hiding where he won't be found...