Damn. I shoulda saved my uterus in a big glass jar. It coulda been the new Dicky. So this year, if folks decide to have al fresco friskytime out in deep playa, can they argue when the cops bust them that they're just celebrating the theme? No? Damn. OK, then, yeah...not thrilled with the theme either.

(Edited because to add something might get my ass in trouble. More later.)

i totally got caught in that chicken coop one night. it was awesome. i caught the door the first time it started to close but couldn't re-fix it and then got distracted by the velvet basket and turned around WHOOPS! i got a fossilized tooth (or something) and a pente bead that said "desert" and i l...

Mosin, you're welcome. The OPs attitude strikes me as funny. The burn is what you make it. We had a VERY crappy thing happen to us upon arrival (not going into it) but we long ago learned that if you have a bad time on the playa, it's your own damn fault. Sure, we ALL noticed the darkwads, the touri...

Don't worry, it will be back next year or in 2012. New and improved, possibly even on wheels, so we can provide trap-and-relocate services to the Playa's equivalent of garbage can bears...self-entitled root beer/duct tape/rebar/vodka mooches that complain that the event didn't measure up to their ex...

[i][quote]I've got a question for you Mish. What would your reaction have been if some trapped burner--after clearly asking once to be let out--whipped out a pair of Czech military surplus wire cutters and freed themselves in ~60 seconds by cutting a nice doorway before you could get over there? IMH...

I hate to be negative, so I'll counter Deathray's bashing of the Playa Gift Exchange by thanking everyone who participated in the fun. Lots of folks smelled a rat, but rolled with it anyway. Getting stuck was only half the fun--getting out was the icing. People bribed friends and passerby with jokes...

Not sure I got the name spelled right, but our friends met sweet Leilani Saturday morning at the Trash Fence. She hung out with us raising some hell that morning, and I wanted to know how she's doing. About 5' 7", long cornrows...friend of Samuel who passed away Thursday. Pass on the message of hell...