Unfortunately I can't remember if it was my Coolpix s700 or not... But it was definitely small and black, and had a number of photos of the temple memorials on it, specifically of the memorials of my mother and aunt.

Thanks for taking a look!

Eric

I still think you were actually Ezra and fuckin' with my head on Burn Night.... ha!. Ah well. In any case, thanks for tolerating my accosting you out there, and thanks for the amazing moment dancing. Could've sworn you were levitating off the playa. --Eric

Actually, the bag is of a light blue/grey color. And the bag and all of the contents have great value, sentimental and otherwise. I should know... I bought the bag 9 burns ago....

Might anyone have a good collection of memorials in the temple? Mine got deleted by accident... Specifically, I'm looking for a photo of the memorial I made for my grandmother. It's a circular collage, and it was right next to a doorway inside the main sanctuary.

Thanks much!!

Eric

Anyone know ZACK? Put him in touch with me? Thanks!

Eric
(seattle)

You were the guy with the withch-doctor moves around the burn barrel after the Burn. Had some intense connections.... drug-enhanced or no, it was amazing and seered into my memory.

You guys were a big part of the spontaneous party that broke out Sunday night as the Space Virgins were burning their temple columns. Some crazy fun, you all were. I'm in the Bay area once a month... would be good to connect again.

Eric (Seattle)

I'm the one who said you guys were too cute to be legal. Thanks for giving me all that time to talk with you at the Flaming Lotus on Friday night. Maybe we'll continue the conversation....

Eric
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You guys were too much fun to talk with, however briefly. We talked a second time on Sunday night & exchanged info, but somehow I lost yours. Please get in touch-- would be good to connect again.

Concernedly,

Eric
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