alright...i have been going to the burn for a number of years...plenty of years to have nonsensical illogical and completely impossible occurrences. but in recent years I have developed a system...that works great! but it also kind of pushes any intensely odd things from saving my life at dawn or whatever. i am kind of in need of a conversation about a lost squid tentacle at the port-o-potty's with a women who purports to have come from the future.

i feel that now...presently...is the time to shake things up a bit. you know...well you don't know...because i just moved here so you all don't even know me at all....but....all that aside. now is the year to throw back to prior years by traveling to the playa in the rickety-iest vechicle in a chain of questionable vehicles with a bunch of crazy's who might just kill me with booze and boas before i even cross the gates! yes! moreover, im bringing the bare essentials. no extras. im not bringing sexy back with elaborate tribal costumes that light up and blow flames through the top of my head. no! im going mad max. im taking down the dpw with MY megaphone. and no naked is not a costume! im bringing back the old style...bringing nothing but a winning smile and dirty bribes! and...finally...consider this the announcement that all you new people must play a part in my erraticism (is that a word?) eventually we will all cross paths because synchronicity and burners who burneth-on go together like playa and your underwear.

so...the word of god!

AMEN.