Panoptikon

Making ready for tonight's event with Emilie Autumn. I will be stopping somewhere here in a little bit and purchasing a camera so I can have my photo op with Ms. Autumn.
Last night, though, was quite the event all it's own.
There's a little something called "Panoptikon" that occurs in Deep Ellum in Dallas on Friday nights. I had promised my brother time enough to go to this event, and I made good on that promise. Considering he lives about forty miles away from Dallas proper. So, I go get my brother.
Earlier that day, my girlfriend, having issues with work and family, told me she was not feeling like going out that evening.  I was fully planning on going straight out to the club with a stop to get myself something to eat.  Right on the city line of Irving I get a call.
"Would you be angry if a woman changed her mind?" my girlfriend timidly asks me.
I laughed.
I replied, "I'm used to it!"
Thirty minutes later, we're there, and wait for her to get herself together, itemized and finalized.
We stop by sonic for munchies, and head on down there.
We get to the club, and you can feel the vibe outside in the parking lot. It feels good.
The only thing about that night was the fact the my brother is not a dancer, really.  The word "wallflower" comes to mind.
I and Trina see a bunch of familiar faces and friends. My brother people-watched, and guarded our stuff.  I will give ti to my girlfriend, after hours of cajoling and persuading, she actually got him on the dance floor for a couple of minutes. Then, as if someone hit a switch, he started twitching and acting goofy, left the dance floor, never to return there that evening.
A couple of points of interest: A fellow I know who has been trained in Danse Oriental was at the club, and the way he was dressed was surprising. I am used to seeing him in either street clothes, a kilt and Scottish garb, or male "Middle Eastern" attire. This evening he was in a dress and high heels. He looked like a well-dressed bearded lady. It was kind of weird, but, if one feels they need to take that journey, then okay...
I had struck up a friendly acquaintance with a customer of mine, and invited her to come out to the club to check it out. She showed up with her husband, and, had either been drinking before they came to the club, or, had been drinking profoundly since they arrived. They greeted us and she was three sheets to the wind.Slurred speech, stumbling, and rather touchy-feely. I found it rather amusing.
We stayed there and danced until the club almost shut down. We took my rather inebriated girlfriend back home and I then took my brother home. As late as it was he offered their couch to crash out for a little bit, and he had to get ready to go to work. I desired MY bed way too much. I was home by 5:00 am.
I slept until 11:00 and got my things together for the show that evening.  I think I'm going to take a little cat nap and retell everything that happened at Emilie Autumn last night.
Cheers!