The Vortex.

In which I’ve emerged from mine.

It’s been an exceedingly busy few weeks with work, a conundrum that truly is either “feast or famine”. I’ve been working since the beginning of October on this writing assignment that is a lot of technical jargon, but the people running the project are incredibly nice, and they pay immediately. In my line of work(s) where waiting up to three months for a check is infuriatingly common, the fact that they are so respectfully efficient nullifies the feelings of loss over most of my social life.

If it’s not that, it’s been working conventions. If not that, it’s been pouring booze all over the city, from the airport to the farthest reaches of Vegas. And there’s the matter of two films having come into town over the last week. And union meetings. And the usual day to day living that I try to fit in there somewhere.

The things I do for a living.

The things I do for a living.

In my greatest role as an all-night casino employee....

In my greatest role as an all-night casino employee….

I can honestly say it was nice getting new glasses after six years. The old pair, with the loose frames and scratched lenses, were on their last legs, and after the update, it was nice to actually, you know… see again.

Easily one of the more exciting aspects of October was the Halloween parade. Being a board member for SAG-AFTRA led to my involvement with the float, and with my past pirating experience, I got recruited to be involved. Problem was, after working so much, I had zero time to prepare any sort of costume. And so, on the day of Halloween and two trips to Savers later, I threw something together:

Arrr....

Arrr….

And away we went!

March, march, march.

March, march, march.

They’ve been updating Downtown a lot over the past few months. Some of it I think has been long overdue. Other parts, they’ve been tearing down blocks of old buildings, further adding to the demise of what little “old” we have in this city, and some of the changes are a little too single-minded in vision especially defacing signs with “in-jokes” and the like. I suppose those who have the most money, are the ones able to call the most shots in their favor. It’s not surprising, but it’s still a little disappointing when changes like this come for the good of personal gratification, and everyone else being able to enjoy it is more of an “I guess that’s okay too” afterthought. I could be wrong on my assessment, but we’ll see. In any case, it’s nice to see Downtown cleared up, and the city doing something with all of those closed buildings and empty lots. I may be hoping for too much to have another Deep Ellum, but I’d certainly welcome it.

The Halloween Parade and resulting party was great fun. It has taken a few notes from the Burning Man community and involvement, so the crazy costumes, sculptures, art cars, and Dancetronauts are welcome additions.

Fast food at its finest.

Fast food at its finest.

The greatest costume of the evening.

The greatest costume of the evening.

George and I mid-festivity.

George and I mid-festivity.

After the Halloween Parade was over, I was thrust father than ever into work assignments. So much so that I’ve actually had to keep a schedule of late just to keep me organized and accounting for all of my time! That’s fairly unheard of for me. Even what meager socializing I did had to be carefully scheduled in!

Still, the efforts have paid off, and this weekend, my schedule wasn’t as backed to the wall crazy. I even got to go to the Venetian/Palazzo yesterday for fun instead of for work for a change, though the Rock ‘N’ Roll marathon is in town, which grinds five miles of the Strip and Downtown to a screeching halt. This also happened to me two years ago, and I can’t help but wonder how the casino employees and escaping vacation tourists feel about it. No one gets in or out, and if you try, prepare for a several hour wait.

Hadouken!

Hadouken!

But today, I sit, rested with a full day off. No work, no plans, and no writing. So how do I spend my first free time off in over six weeks?

Writing in my blog.

I’m a sick, sick man….