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by Simon of the Playa » Mon Jun 22, 2009 11:57 am
you'll find us at root society, i'll be stapling and hammering, she'll be installing l-wire etc, and after wed., we'll be roaming around in a vehicle i'm working on, trying to avoid the serious madness for once.
last year, half the scaffolding collapsed straight down 2ft during fortknox5/bassnect as way too many people were dancing in unison to create a "Tacoma narrows bridge effect" and literally break something that was certified not to break.
thank god no one was hurt...half the people probably didnt even know it happened, as they just assumed it was the waves of x washing over them to simulate brief free fall.
i was on the way to/from reno on pick up duty, but when i got back, it looked like a bomb had gone off, and we spent from 6-10 am picking up fucking moop from the domes and perimeter.
by friday i was exhausted and eating pills for my back which made me even MORE crotchety, i may have picked a fight with an area rug in our kitchen, but no one has pictures, so, as far as i'm concerned, it never happened.
saturday was weird as shit, and sunday we froze our asses off....
i left camp for a total of thirty minutes, and that was to get coffee, and a change of scenery...
i remember it well, it was monday morning, early, sun had just come up, fucking frosty as shit, and i wandered down the esplanade virtually alone, as everyone was huddled in their tents rvs etc.
i had never seen it like that...usually there are people still dancing from the night before, people making breakfast, going to the potties, but this morning, after the freak ass dust storm/ cold snap, no one was moving.
thats when i decided to start screaming at the top of my lungs "whose got a fucking eight-ball for sale" "C'mon motherfuckers, we got to pack up two fucking 18 wheelers, and i need COCAINE" "I got CASH you fucking GIFTIES"
"I DONT CARE IF IT"S CUT, or NOT ON POINT...."
i could hear the giggles inside the various covered places and knew my job was done.
i came back in 15 minutes with some other equally ridiculous diatribe about commodification and , i was sort of a human snooze alarm from hell.
but the point is, after wed. i'm going to try to see the sights this year, and maybe, just maybe, actually take some pictures BEFORE the traditional "picture saturday", as everyone runs around frantically trying to capture it all for posterity. so if you wanna catch us, try before the hordes arrive.
Frida Be You & Me
