kalischild

Stepping out onto the playa, feeling very alone for five whole minutes before the Volare rolled up, and being swept off to drink wine and scream at hippies.

The sheer ugly stupidity and gorgeous aggression of the DPW parade.

Beating the hell out of the worst pistolero on the playa in Thunderdome, after he talked shit to the pullers and the anouncer. Hah

Finding out that Amitahba is even cooler and more fun than I expected.

Finding out that Olivia wants to freak me from behind, and that Amitahba wants to do me from the front.

And s5, oh s5...

The man who sang "Danny boy" before the temple burn.

Knowing absolutely everyone worth knowing out there.

Buying Nixon a drink in a goth bar at the end of the world.

Camping with vegans. Me. Camping with vegans.

Steak in the desert.

Free drinks at the monkey bar. Absinthe and Everclear.

Doing Ecstacy and still thinking that techno sucks and raver chicks are dumb.

Riding the Apocalyptic Rocket Car while it blasted White Zombie, and meeting Jeb, and seeing the three hottest graver girls in the world.

Not meeting anyone from LA.

Driving out to the trash fence at dawn, and stepping over the line onto the open playa for the first time in 8 years.

The best stream of conciousness talk with XLRant and Torque ever.

The complete, awe-inspiring silence of the temple burn.

The WORST firedancing ever. Heh.

Waking up to a girl in my tent, and realizing, with great relief, that we had not had sex.

Three words: Black Sabbath pancakes.

Being the greatest pistolero the playa has ever seen. Again. And again. And again.

But you, little sister, were very much missed.