Dude, you should totally kick it by your trailer naked at the burn. Being naked there is like being dressed...with no clothes. Much of the time no one looks twice at you (unless they are checking you out in a good way). I DO take off from camp and get my naked on, it feels amazing to be fully/partially nude in a place where it's completely accepted.Will do!!Dr Jet Sinister wrote:Please go find Pinemom and hug her for me at Juplaya.
Minxy, I'm a nudist so nudity doesn't bother me. It's a shame that you feel so inhibited around your fiance's friends. Just be yourself and to hell with them. If they can't accept you for who you are well, they're just a bunch of poopy pants! If I make it there this year and I'm trying my best to figurre out a way, we'll go bike riding to get our chests painted by Misa!Minxy wrote:jkisha wrote:
When I went alone I felt MUCH more open and free. I got naked and rode around because I didn't know anyone and didn't care if anyone thought I was unattractive. I wore crazy, body revealing stuff. It was liberating. If someone didn't like it they could not look /shrugs. I felt complete permission to wear what I wanted, do what I wanted, get naked and do dust angels if I wanted...etc.
Now I camp with my fiance's group of friends and sadly I feel a lot of inhibition there. I wish I didn't. These people are important, life long friends to Will so I feel a purely personal pressure to not do anything that will cause them to gossip and talk shit behind my back as everything that happens at the burn is also discussed back in defaultia. I objectively realize if they are going to do that it's THEIR shit and has nothing to do with me, but it makes me uncomfortable.
Aww.Foxfur wrote:Maryanimal...
I wanted to compliment you on the atmosphere. Verrry comfortable.
Are pets allowed here? Cool.
C'mon in Bumpy.
(patter patter)
Bumpy came by today. Fed him 1/4 pound of beef jerky.
After eating he made a tiny raccoon burp. Priceless.
Happah Fridah!
Pets are fine as long as they don't try to eat my flamingos! I'm glad you like it here!Foxfur wrote:Maryanimal...
I wanted to compliment you on the atmosphere. Verrry comfortable.
Are pets allowed here? Cool.
C'mon in Bumpy.
(patter patter)
Bumpy came by today. Fed him 1/4 pound of beef jerky.
After eating he made a tiny raccoon burp. Priceless.
Happah Fridah!
Laid back dude, had a long hippie beard and I never saw him wear clothes. He came over for a beer a few times and hung out, very nice man.Minxy wrote:Cool, MA, that would be fun!!!!
We had a naked neighbor last year. Naked Bob.
Yes, MA, he definitely "hung out" all the time. One of the things I love about Burning Man is that people can be clothed, partially clothed or nude and it's just another outfit to wear. Most folks don't even bat an eye about it and I love that.
jella wrote:My second shift at Ice a guy came to buy ice in the nude..well except for a railroad of piercings from about his navel to well all the way down front
jella wrote:My second shift at Ice a guy came to buy ice in the nude..well except for a railroad of piercings from about his navel to well all the way down front
ouch ! I swear I just sold him ice and said next ! hehe
Isn't that the one for which Ritalin is prescribed?Savannah wrote:
"If you have a need for attention lasting longer than 4 hours, seek professional assistance immediately."
Ritalin is prescribed for attention deficit disorder. I'm not sure they've found a prescription for attention-seeking. (1200mg of the Critical Dicks March, administered topically?) Savannah wrote:Close.
Everyone I know with ADHD, which is just about everybody I grew up with, are seeking attention because they are bored with their required tasks because they can't focus on them. It's an awful cycle to be stuck in. Good thing we all have BM to keep us....oooh look shiny!Savannah wrote:Close.
Dr Jet Sinister wrote:Everyone I know with ADHD, which is just about everybody I grew up with, are seeking attention because they are bored with their required tasks because they can't focus on them. It's an awful cycle to be stuck in. Good thing we all have BM to keep us....oooh look shiny!Savannah wrote:Close.
Too well reasoned to be an assumption. It never fails to amaze me that where ever I go, the army, graduate school, medical school, and modern soapbox racing derbys, people of similar interests, intellect, and proclivities seem to flocculate and settle out in startlingly close proximity to one another. The almost uniform regularity of this phenomenon, to me, suggests an empathic identification mechanism that is as yet beyond our concious abilities of understanding and interpretation.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The internet feeds my quest for knowledge and TTITD and the people involved with it are a big part of my life. The eplaya is an intersection. An intersection where I enjoy loitering. I assume the same is true for many, even though I'm aware of the foolishness of assumptions.
The short answer is: We smell our own.Foxfur wrote:Too well reasoned to be an assumption. It never fails to amaze me that where ever I go, the army, graduate school, medical school, and modern soapbox racing derbys, people of similar interests, intellect, and proclivities seem to flocculate and settle out in startlingly close proximity to one another. The almost uniform regularity of this phenomenon, to me, suggests an empathic identification mechanism that is as yet beyond our concious abilities of understanding and interpretation.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The internet feeds my quest for knowledge and TTITD and the people involved with it are a big part of my life. The eplaya is an intersection. An intersection where I enjoy loitering. I assume the same is true for many, even though I'm aware of the foolishness of assumptions.
Or it could just be that people who like to blow shit up naturally gravitate towards others who enjoy blowing up same said shit.
It's a mystery.
(Words are FUN!)
Yep.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The short answer is: We smell our own.Foxfur wrote:Too well reasoned to be an assumption. It never fails to amaze me that where ever I go, the army, graduate school, medical school, and modern soapbox racing derbys, people of similar interests, intellect, and proclivities seem to flocculate and settle out in startlingly close proximity to one another. The almost uniform regularity of this phenomenon, to me, suggests an empathic identification mechanism that is as yet beyond our concious abilities of understanding and interpretation.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The internet feeds my quest for knowledge and TTITD and the people involved with it are a big part of my life. The eplaya is an intersection. An intersection where I enjoy loitering. I assume the same is true for many, even though I'm aware of the foolishness of assumptions.
Or it could just be that people who like to blow shit up naturally gravitate towards others who enjoy blowing up same said shit.
It's a mystery.
(Words are FUN!)
Yep.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The short answer is: We smell our own.Foxfur wrote:Too well reasoned to be an assumption. It never fails to amaze me that where ever I go, the army, graduate school, medical school, and modern soapbox racing derbys, people of similar interests, intellect, and proclivities seem to flocculate and settle out in startlingly close proximity to one another. The almost uniform regularity of this phenomenon, to me, suggests an empathic identification mechanism that is as yet beyond our concious abilities of understanding and interpretation.Dr Jet Sinister wrote:The internet feeds my quest for knowledge and TTITD and the people involved with it are a big part of my life. The eplaya is an intersection. An intersection where I enjoy loitering. I assume the same is true for many, even though I'm aware of the foolishness of assumptions.
Or it could just be that people who like to blow shit up naturally gravitate towards others who enjoy blowing up same said shit.
It's a mystery.
(Words are FUN!)
