4th Nov 2010 / Kurt Reiner 0

There are many things that are unique to Demiurge. One of the most longstanding traditions? We wear sombreros on our birthdays!

No one really knows how this tradition came to be. Even the founders of the company have been known to scratch their heads quizzically when asked why. So I decided to thoroughly investigate the origins of these floppy hats as our very own impractical birthday accessories. Here is what various Demiurgers told me, in no particular order:

Theory 1:

Tom, Chris and Al used to be understudies for a stage production of The Three Amigos, to earn a little extra cash when the company was just starting.

Theory 2:

A veteran Demiurger won the original sombrero on their birthday. Some say it was Kurt who won it in Tijuana after a triathlon. Others say it was Tom after a game of Street Fighter with that dude who played Raiden in the first Mortal Kombat movie. Still others muse that it was Bill who won it at a karaoke contest, singing a Spanish rendition of Take On Me.

Theory 3:

Evan took it from the very mariachi band that was serenading him on his birthday.

Theory 4:

Our first QA testers were previously working as delivery guys for a (very authentic) local Mexican restaurant. After delivering a birthday feast of burritos to Tom, Chris and Al, they ended up sticking around and testing our games for us. They left their sombreros behind.

Theory 5:

Tom purchased the first sombrero for 16 bucks from a man who had promised him it would bring good fortune to all who wore it.

I have a feeling that last one might actually be the true story of how the sombrero came to be our revered symbol of turning one year older. It was something Tom said to me, with a glimmer in his eye, that has led me to believe it is so.

“The next day,” he explained, “fortified by resolve and a desire to bring joy to the people of Demiurge, I presented the chapeau to accolades and stunning applause. The rest, as they say, is poorly documented history.”

Nevertheless, I think Jared said it best:

“The sombrero is heavy, like the burden of growing old. It also scratches your head, like the scratchiness of growing old.”



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