I'm still waiting in the cyclone's eye

I meant to make some kind of note here last night, but I was a walking out of brain error by the time I got home. I regret nothing. Yesterday I spent something like seven hours at Six Flags New England with derspatchel and David and C. and it was wonderful. We rode the Thunderbolt, the Mind Eraser, Bizarro (three times), Batman: The Dark Knight (three or four times), Gotham City Gauntlet, and the Wicked Cyclone. There was much air time and zero-g and soaring falls at night and generally not too much waiting in lines. There were Halloween zones of wandering zombies and aliens and chainsaw-wielding maniacs and some of those people were having a lot of fun. There was not very much park food, but I got Dippin' Dots. For various reasons mostly pertaining to the difficulty of finding dinner, I got home at two in the morning and did not fall asleep until sometime after five. It was the last celebration of my birthday weekend; it was worth it. Today I am attempting to do something useful with my brain. Like work.