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by Booker » Wed Sep 17, 2003 7:27 am
<snort>
I dump the cans o' stuff at the gate for Mayfield and his buds to eat after a long day of zombie stompin' across the playa, so no legacy cans o' chili making the return trip here. I did, however, haul all my photos, gifty trinkets from last year, and gawd knows what else clear the hell across the country because they were all in the same bin, and I wasn't organized enough to pack in a sane manner.
My sign I'm a burnerd: The shed full of bits & pieces salvaged from broken projects hauled home after the playa had its way with them, because maybe, just maybe, NEXT year's project will need that same sorta bearing, giant U-bolt, or whatever. The way my wife rolls her eyes at this, I'm afraid she'll sprain her forehead.