...it's enough to drive you crazy if you let it

For several weeks now, I have been volunteering for a crazy ex-cowboy who is doing good arty things downtown. The man has done much for revitalising what used to be skid row. He has instigated a wonderful art event once a month and moved many independent designers into store fronts around the area. But his lack of linear thought is preventing me from tooting his triumphs too loudly. He has somehow associated me with secretarial duties and so I have frequently been called in to note-take on our strolls around downtown. The plus side, of course, is that I, now, know Downtown like the back of my hand and every so often get a sneak peak at a beautiful, old, closed-down theatre. The event we have been working towards is this Thursday. Hopefully then I will be able to stop checking my email a bajillion times a day on the off chance I may be of some use.

Also, I'm going to Vegas on Friday so nothing else matters really. I will finally get to see naughty naked Cirque Du Soleil and the girl likes to gamble so I guess I'll be doing some of that too. A review site just told me "don't take your mom" to this show, however, I think Mummy would enjoy some scantily clad acrobats and if she was here I would insist she she the show... Perhaps I should actually see the show before recommending it to my mother.

In other news, it seems I have discovered a sport I like. It's called Roller Derby. Basically its a bunch of tattooed chicks roller skating in circles while trying to nudge each other out of the way. Observe here. Also, keep your beady eyes peeled for a Drew Barrymore/ Ellen Page film called Whip it!