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[Lonesomebri]

OVERTHROW CAMP DESPOT

Or OCD, as my therapist likes to call it.

There’s this camp, and it’s like, I know the dude running it is totally getting more action than me. Way more. I’m lucky to score a naked hug every other year while this guy is busy paintin’ titties. And with his level of involvement, commitment, and action, I’m sure he’s liven large on the playa, while here I am again, curled up alone in my $60 tent with the zipper stuck open. Seriously, what’s it take him to throw together a fully functioning camp for a couple hundred people anyway? A couple weekends at most? I looked around at the gig he allowed me to attend and hosted. The spread he offered could only be envied (and scarfed down by me). He has built himself a comfortable empire, and I want it. I want it all…for the community.

I had considered starting my own camp and doing it right, but I really like how he runs things, what he has done. And so does everyone else, so what else am I supposed to do?

The traditional manly method of setting up across from him at the card table and drinking him under that table, shot by shot, may also favor his experienced hand. Just as I figure challenging him to a face off using feats of strength, or mental agility, freestyle m.c.ing, or midget tossing would only lead to more of his horrible voluntarily joined despotic rule.

I’m pretty sure he is also behind the body in the church, he once kicked a police dog, regularly hovers, is invested heavily in Chinese lanterns, drinks Korbel, was overheard laughing while the Temple burned, just as he laughed at Dong touching all the boobs, he may have one time bartered away his place in line getting coffee at Center Camp, is a darkwad, claims to have the man-nantan-meteor, and has some familiarity in enabling sparkleponies. While the missing handmade leather jacket, heirloom jewelry, feather head-dress, expensive electronics and hotties listed under “Lost” can be found in his air-conditioned rv, powered by a 20 mega-decibel generator that runs on burgin blood.

So I’m figuring, at this point, the only ethical path I can take to end this reign of competent management is to obscure his license plates.

[ygmir]

OVERTHROW CAMP DESPOT

Or OCD, as my therapist likes to call it.

There’s this camp, and it’s like, I know the dude running it is totally getting more action than me. Way more. I’m lucky to score a naked hug every other year while this guy is busy paintin’ titties. And with his level of involvement, commitment, and action, I’m sure he’s liven large on the playa, while here I am again, curled up alone in my $60 tent with the zipper stuck open. Seriously, what’s it take him to throw together a fully functioning camp for a couple hundred people anyway? A couple weekends at most? I looked around at the gig he allowed me to attend and hosted. The spread he offered could only be envied (and scarfed down by me). He has built himself a comfortable empire, and I want it. I want it all…for the community.

I had considered starting my own camp and doing it right, but I really like how he runs things, what he has done. And so does everyone else, so what else am I supposed to do?

The traditional manly method of setting up across from him at the card table and drinking him under that table, shot by shot, may also favor his experienced hand. Just as I figure challenging him to a face off using feats of strength, or mental agility, freestyle m.c.ing, or midget tossing would only lead to more of his horrible voluntarily joined despotic rule.

I’m pretty sure he is also behind the body in the church, he once kicked a police dog, regularly hovers, is invested heavily in Chinese lanterns, drinks Korbel, was overheard laughing while the Temple burned, just as he laughed at Dong touching all the boobs, he may have one time bartered away his place in line getting coffee at Center Camp, is a darkwad, claims to have the man-nantan-meteor, and has some familiarity in enabling sparkleponies. While the missing handmade leather jacket, heirloom jewelry, feather head-dress, expensive electronics and hotties listed under “Lost” can be found in his air-conditioned rv, powered by a 20 mega-decibel generator that runs on burgin blood.

So I’m figuring, at this point, the only ethical path I can take to end this reign of competent management is to obscure his license plates.

best post!!!

[Lonesomebri]

...his camp may also harbor giants....

[ygmir]

...his camp may also harbor giants....

Frost Giants? *runs for spear and Slepnir*

[Elorrum]

Yes! END ALL COMPETENCE NOW!
the obscured license plate(tm) manifesto will soon be circulated.

[Simon of the Playa]

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[theCryptofishist]

Did you know that grey water and playa make an almost perfect license plate obscurant? That's the real reason we are told to pack out our grey water.

[Elorrum]

[Roberto Dobbisano]

"shut up"......."hey, pretty, shiny things"......."kill your Television"........"hey, it's me, Jesus"......."yeah, so what if i'm a dog, DO WHAT I TELL YOU"........"chocolate syrup, you need more chocolate syrup, for the Martians"......."shut up"

[tamarakay]

You're so vain, you probably think this post is about you

[ygmir]

You're so vain, you probably think this post is about you

I could just hug and kiss you......

[AntiM]

.. and pet you and comb you and feed you and call you George.

[ygmir]

[media]

[Bin Noddin]

If you let me pet you and kiss you, I'll fix your clock

[Ugly Dougly]

[MikeGyver]

Look at me, Look at me! LOOK AT MEEE!!!

[MikeGyver]

Taking too long to get to page two, not really snark just think of it every time I see the title.

[media]

[Ugly Dougly]

For future reference, please turn to page two.

[Ratty]

Tamarakay,

You're so vain, you probably think this post is about you

Now THAT is funny.

[BBadger]

I have this AWESOME idea and I hope people will participate in MY art project this coming year: what we'll do is have everyone in BRC stay in their camp at a certain time, and the fact that they are in their camp is art -- part of my art project! We'll schedule this time some time on Wednesday for people to just stand there and ponder upon just how cool my art project idea is.

[Ratty]

OK. count me in. Any day at 6am is fine with me.

[VultureChow]

New converts to any religion are always the most strident.

[AntiM]

Just relax and drink some water, okay? We can talk about this in a year or two or three.

[H.G.Crosby]

awkward.



that moment you realize you just whistled at a dude.

[TT120]

awkward.



that moment you realize you just whistled at a dude.

I did that once on my bike, she had long flowing blonde hair and a great body so I whistled at "her".

Turned out to be a dude.....

In my defense, he had a really nice ass.....

[Aurelia]

and what's wrong with whistling at a Dude?

okay I admit I don't have a strong distinctive whistle but still

I like to think the Dude gets it

[Dr. Pyro]

and what's wrong with whistling at a Dude?

okay I admit I don't have a strong distinctive whistle but still

I like to think the Dude abides

There, fixed it for you.

[Aurelia]

The Dude HIDES

How is your shoulder ?

[BBadger]

I did that once on my bike, she had long flowing blonde hair and a great body so I whistled at "her".

Turned out to be a dude.....

In my defense, he had a really nice ass.....

Hey, that's the kind of thinking that spawned this comment.

[Dr. Pyro]

How is your shoulder ?

Today is a particularly bad day. Maybe the worst in three weeks. Intensified physical therapy yesterday and my workout this morning (albeit self-inflicted) probably aggrevated the situation. I'm seeing my regular doctor at 9:30 this morning but I doubt anything concrete will come from that. Hurts like hell is bottom line. Thanks for asking.