Well, it's been a month.

Things got off to a hefty start, what with work­ing dragon*con and all. I've given any­one who asked about the expe­ri­ence some ver­sion of the same response: "It was fun, but tir­ing." When I returned home from Atlanta, I very quickly came down with a case of the 'con crud, which wreaked havoc through­out my lungs for the bet­ter part of two weeks.

by Dragon*Con TechOps

We took a mid-week-end to cel­e­brate Vic's birth­day in Black Hawk, which was fun. The suite we were able to score was pretty mas­sive, its opu­lence far more than we needed, which made the envi­ron­ment all the more relaxing.

We spent a day in Ster­ling last week­end for my cousin's wed­ding. The cer­e­mony was short and sweet — the dance at the recep­tion, how­ever, will live on in infamy. All jok­ing aside, I was proud and glad to see Jessi so happy, and it blows my mind because I still think of her as a kid.

After over six years since my last show, I'm return­ing to Open­Stage The­atre to run lights for The Rocky Hor­ror Show. I guess you can go home again. Those of you that are local, you can (and should) get tick­ets here: lctix.com. It's going to be a great show.

This week, I finally pulled the trig­ger on an e-commerce project that I've been work­ing on for months, and more intensely over the last few weeks. I've learned quite a bit work­ing with a new devel­op­ment frame­work, but it's also caused me to pull my hair out a few times, as all chal­leng­ing projects do, I suppose.

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Woody Allen was right: ninety per­cent is show­ing up. I feel like the other ten per­cent often becomes a race to mad­ness with yourself.

I should feel accom­plished — and I do. I'm also exhausted. I feel like a wrung-out towel. Things show no signs of stop­ping, either. Rocky Hor­ror really gears up next month, for starters. But I'd rather have too much to do than not enough.

As much as it's been tir­ing, Sep­tem­ber has been fun and exhil­a­rat­ing. When I'm older, there will be plenty of time to sit around and do noth­ing, but for now, I want to keep moving.

Bring it, October.