bx1 wrote:... any friend of Rob's is a friend of mine, make sure you stop by The BUSH and say hi!!

I'm there. Is he still doing MoonBass or something different? I think I first met him at a fundraiser for MB a couple/few years back.

The Baltic Room has the D&B on Tuesdays - Rob just played there last week I think.

Hey there Emily, welcome to EPlaya... My cousin is a fellow drum and bass DJ and burner who also lives in Seattle named Rob Noble. Ha! Small world. I see Rob around and about on pretty much a weekly basis; he's one of the best in town - very, very cool guy too. I don't think he knows me by my playa...

And don't forget to bring extra booze. Lots of it.

Oh, and welcome home!

How about going back and reading the stuff listed on top of the home page first? It's more self-sufficient that way.

Jkisha's view is that the poor should be used for medical experiments. Read it and weep.

http://eplaya.burningman.org/viewtopic. ... highlight=

Careful, CDF. If you get the Dick angry he'll follow you around all over the board and try to lick your yogurt.

FYI - Monday is 'Burn night' at the Spitfire bar and grill downtown on 4th ave. in Belltown - 7pm to 9pm or so. Highly recomended.

Got yer C.M. ticket yet? Of course you do!

Hey Elorrum, are you seriously condoning "pocket-dog baseball", a brutal (and probably barbarian) so-called "sport" where the poor li'l pooches are the ball?

If so, count me in! Can you say "theme camp"?

ITYM 'stiff competition'. Anyhoo, a few years back there were these guys living on the outer road, about 5:00 or so. They had this big mesh tent and they spent the entire week playing cards in that dustblown tent. Half of BRC drove with 10 feet of their place coming in and going out and it was prett...

oneeyeddick wrote:those that are actually laughing don't have a home to come home to in the first place.

Uh, sure...

tonight I danced with
THE most beautiful women
I pretend they're you

Annatrasslet wrote:Well no, my name is not Inga, but Anna. Ehm, but I am indeed from Sweden. So not a complete lie :)

Nice 'Trading Places' reference there! Howdy, is not Inga, but Anna.

Although I've only fucking met her once or twice, I trust AntiM like fucking few other people on this fucking planet. I don't fucking know, it's just something about her...

If they were on board the Playa Cruiser, oh I'm sorry, he calls it the Land Yacht now... Anyhoo, if the lucky-but-misguided couple were aboard the Land Yacht, I'm pretty sure Captain Goddammit could marry them.

At least I think he's still single.

I also usually speak with the inappropriate amount of snark, so don't think I am just harping, because I hate the music that harps make also. and seriously, pat yourself on the back, because you are a better burner than those that the focus of this posting is about. and we love you all to hell for ...

I'm glad you asked that question! Why, yes! Yes, it is quieter on the outside roads, which is precisely why I camp on the outer road every year. It seems to me that the NIMBYs represented here want to live downtown for the visual stimulation but don't want to deal with the audio consequences. It IS ...

This is blasphemy!

Sure, it's basically the Orange Bowl halftime show year after year after year, but it's our Orange Bowl halftime show, dammit!

I hear that. I once had a nightmare where I was forced to camp in the Alternative Energy Zone.

Ewww.

Sending healthy thoughts Miss Velvetina Sinner's way...

Think positive, peoples. This is a better time for that sort of surgery than say, late August. This way she'll be all healed up by late summer, and she'll have a cute scar everyone can insist on seeing.

Become a ranger?

A friend of mine was recently busted by his mother for smoking cigarettes.

He's 47.

While I pretty much stick to house with the occasional foray into dirty, dirty techno, I now feel obligated to edumacate myself about this jungle business.

If it's got a beat I'll dance to it. See you on the playa, BX1.

Crappy Coleman stoves and I do not mix. I hear that. This is why I spend the week out there pretty much living on peanut M&M's. That and the kindness of neighbors. Yeah... in '07 I was his neighbor! Lol. Yeah? And whose girlfriend - aka Ms. Goddammit - had to keep going over to the neighbors - aka ...

djaded wrote:Crappy Coleman stoves and I do not mix.

I hear that. This is why I spend the week out there pretty much living on peanut M&M's. That and the kindness of neighbors.

As I drunkenly focus on the previous fuckin' post, I see the word 'county' instead of 'country', which pretty much fuckin' changes everything.

I still fuckin' like Obama.

Whereas I believe Obama is neither Napoleonic, dim witted nor a turd.

As to the general (American!) population, especially as represented 'round here...

Nope, I'm a strict Freudian.

Before, during and afterwards, sir.

As if you didn't know that...

tubahurl wrote:It occurred to me, how at least this country is entranced by prophetic apocalyptic doomsday theories.

I find that girl's eyebrows to be much, much more frightening (and interesting) than any moldy old Mayan prophesy.