I went through so many changes in 2015 that I had a hard time narrowing down just five things I learned. Instead of joking (whaaaa?! me, not joking?) about silly things like “I learned how to pencil in my eyebrows,” I took the high road by listing the serious lessons I learned in 2015. And…
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2015 in Review: Third Quarter
JULY Living With Roommates vs. A SigOth (7/9/15): “When you live with a roommate, you are a constant thorn in their side. Your dishes. Your dirty tennis shoes. Your noisy breathing! To your roommate, you are a necessary evil they literally must live with because they can’t afford the rent on their own.” If…
How I Got My Halloween Costume For Free
Pre-tour selfie on Halloween Eve! Look at that grin! It’s been a week since Halloween and I just don’t know how to go on. Really. Halloween is the highlight of my year: being a tour guide for Ghosts, Murders and Mayhem Walking Tours (best job EVAR) means that Halloween is the most wonderful time of…
Immobile Bar
The group I camped with at Burning Man has – get ready – a mobile bar!! Yeah, it’s a small bar, on wheels, that can roll up to parties and supplement the existing bar with more drinks. Don’t you know that Burning Man is basically a week-long 24/7 open bar party? Oh boy do I…
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Dust Storms
Dust storms at Burning Man. Apparently, this year was rife with ’em. Pesky, unscheduled, seemingly never-ending dust storms. Don’t we look thrilled. I alluded to some dust storms in the previous posts COCONUT + RUM + POLAROID and Tutu Tuesday, but those were minor, rapidly dissipating storms. No, the one I’m about to tell you…
Tutu Tuesday
Don’t look so shocked, darling! Why, EVERYONE knows that Tuesday at Burning Man is TUTU TUESDAY! Don’t know how it started, don’t know why, don’t care. Just know that I stuffed a massive tulle skirt into my suitcase strapped down with rubber bands, puffed it out, and pranced around the playa all day on Tutu…
COCONUT + RUM + POLAROID
Following a wretched dust storm (that was actually only the beginning – eye of the storm, perhaps?), walking home from an open conference on technology and the future in a canvas tent, a table of drunk, rowdy millenials sat behind a table boasting a cardboard sign crudely etched “COCONUT + RUM + POLAROID”. Common sense…