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	<title>Comments on: My favorite things</title>
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	<description>We of course all understand it, being intellectuals.</description>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2002 01:26:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mmhm, big art supplies and big storms.
Reminds me of my first trip to Burning Man, circa &#039;93, when we arrived 100 miles ahead of the Big Storm.

Vast dry lakebed. Flat, arid, alkali, amazing huge sky.  Wind.  Insects that blow in on said wind, land all over you and buzz and flit away again, leaving the plain utterly lifeless but suddenly buzzing with energy.
Static electricity dodgeball!

More wind.  Dust devils.  Zero visibility.

Big fucking rainclouds, approaching from at least 25 miles away - here they come! Qucik, get the chairs out of the car and get set up for some action!  The rain, the mud, the rainbows, the dark, the lightning,  The playa is one gigantic hallucinogenic slip n slide, with  mercurial social geography causing you to swim home via the kindness of many random strangers.  Oh and the mammoth sculptures and paintings and pseudo-dwellings, oh my.
Fuck yeah.  They don&#039;t make &#039;em like that any more.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mmhm, big art supplies and big storms.<br />
Reminds me of my first trip to Burning Man, circa &#8217;93, when we arrived 100 miles ahead of the Big Storm.</p>
<p>Vast dry lakebed. Flat, arid, alkali, amazing huge sky.  Wind.  Insects that blow in on said wind, land all over you and buzz and flit away again, leaving the plain utterly lifeless but suddenly buzzing with energy.<br />
Static electricity dodgeball!</p>
<p>More wind.  Dust devils.  Zero visibility.</p>
<p>Big fucking rainclouds, approaching from at least 25 miles away &#8211; here they come! Qucik, get the chairs out of the car and get set up for some action!  The rain, the mud, the rainbows, the dark, the lightning,  The playa is one gigantic hallucinogenic slip n slide, with  mercurial social geography causing you to swim home via the kindness of many random strangers.  Oh and the mammoth sculptures and paintings and pseudo-dwellings, oh my.<br />
Fuck yeah.  They don&#8217;t make &#8216;em like that any more.</p>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Jun 2002 16:12:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The contact-buzz from breathing ozone charged air isn&#039;t a bad bonus, either :)
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The contact-buzz from breathing ozone charged air isn&#8217;t a bad bonus, either :)</p>
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