The scent of oily garlic fries wafted into my nose as I checked into the media table at Maker Faire. Initially the plan was to find all the flame throwers and steam punk contraptions I could and try to fenangle a way to play with them. And then I saw Mike Rowe doing a standup in front of Discovery Channel cameras.
A brunette with spiked hair about an inch long,wearing a jean jacket with the sleeves cut off, abruptly pushed me back as if I were going to run up to him and try to pinch his face. Sure, the man is quite dreamy. But I'm not a screaming Beiber fan.
With two bars on my camera's battery status indicator, I meandered through the crowds to make my way to the Tech Shop and find fellow nerds who were from Menlo Park.