So I have been thinking a lot about burning man the last few days. It is the weekend of SF decomp and I really wish I could be there with all the amazing new people I met at Spike's this year.
I could really go for a game of Fizz Ball
Really the best part of BM for me was the love I felt from that crew. They worked me hard and played with me even harder, and for once I don't mean that in a dirty way, although I wouldn't have minded if a couple of them had.
The other great part was watching the derby come together. After three years we are starting to figure out to do this. I am so fucking proud of those girls. Especially Steph Razor, she was really a major help to me in organizing it and I also found out that the reason she joined derby was because of seeing it on the playa at burning man 06'. That is pretty fucking cool.
She sent out this video today. She is the one jamming in the tutu. I am the one announcing with the mohawk
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Bouncing at Spike's Vampire Bar
More at Spike's with Roo
I got the crazy eye in this one
The build crew girls getting ready for a night out at The Jub Jubs DPW Jamesons party - they gave out a palate (not a case a whole palate) of Jamesons. This was the Saturday night before the event even opened and it was seriously one of my favorite nights out there. NO yahoos, just alot drunk anarchists that like to build stuff and blow things up.
Note to self...always wear knee pads when skating after half a bottle of Jameys
this would be when I refucked up my knee
From one saturday to the next
apoundofflesh and I getting our Irish on at Spike's after The Man Burn
And a very drunken round of Putt Putt
I don't remember the other guys name but he was really hot and danced even hotter and made this really cool interactive fire bubble art piece.
Roo, Dougie and I during the Spike's Sunday Night hide from the dust storm impromptu container party, also featuring The Bobs
I was so feeling the love this night.
"one of us! One of us!"
This is the pants Cannon. It delivers the gift of Pants to you (*couch*shirt cockers) at 190mph.
I switched shifts with the evening shift leader on Friday and for my first time ever on the playa found myself with nothing to do in the early afternoon.
So I joined the boys at spikes on the veranda shooting pants and sequined Canadian thong crotchless g-strings at passerbys.
good times
good times
I had to save the best for last
what can I say
I like Roo's meat
There are many other great memories from that two weeks. Like learning how to build a geodesic dome, and fizz ball.
they'll get dusty like the others
until then there is always Next Year