1st World Problem of the Day:

Me when Windows does an automatic update just when I'm hitting my stride with a story:

Sit Rep:

Chapter 7 - "Burn This Whole Shit Hole Down" - three pages deep and the madness is about to hit full swing. Some nights I fret about what the real writers are working on and some nights I sit with pants off victorious in my little corner of the world.

Logging off now for melatonin doses and Ted Talks.

Sit Rep:

Hit the gym. Dropped some sort of hash candy from L.A. left over from the Magpie's last visit. Got a free ride with my Uber app to L5P. Ran into Kid Hemingway and hung out with him as the parade approached. Got some cool photos. Helped a lady push her Vespa up the hill when the cops shut down the scooter mob part of the parade. Broke up a fight between an angry young man and some mouthy douche. Grabbed a drink at the Cafe Perilous and promptly spilled it at the bar (wak-wak-wak-waaaah). Got zapped by a sonic-screwdriver wielding little boy in a Matt Smith fez out on the porch. Crashed a party at the lofts for a few minutes. Grabbed some dinner with Teddy Bear and some folks I know. Caught the bus back home around dusk, where I sit now smoking a bowl and editing pictures. Later Doctor Who and some writing time to log.

All in all, not a bad day so far.

The Little Five Points Halloween Parade 2014