Community Bike Project

This morning at the DPW meeting we got a beer cozy. In case you don’t already know, I’ll tell you: DPW swag is cool.

The morning meetings usually last about half an hour, and it’s a chance for everyone to get on the same page with the way things are progressing. Miss Handler emphasized DPW policies for fleet vehicles. Check the fluids; don’t lose the keys; don’t wreck the cars. Dave X talked about fuel needs. Logan went over the daily crew list. Spider announced that the gate is officially up and running. No more 6 mph or unlimited in and out privileges. Game Show delighted in presenting found radios to people who had lost them the night before. (Losing a radio is a cardinal sin here. Don’t do it, lest you be temporarily but severely humiliated.)

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August 19th: Bring Your Goggles

The Way It Is
Today was so dusty and windy that it took me about 20 minutes to get from the Depot at 5:30 and the outskirts to 3:30 and the Esplanade.  I had to stop completely and wait about ten times because I couldn’t see at all.  Most people turned on their headlights so they could be seen by oncoming vehicles.  One radio call in particular went out late in the morning that said: “All com, all com, this is Make Believe.  I’m in a white truck.  If you see me sitting here, could you please come back with my twenty?”  That’s how dusty it was.

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August 18th: Early Man

After a really good morning workout and breakfast at the commissary, I drove to Gerlach to work in the office.  Andie Grace was there, and so was Tom Price, Mishka, and Tomas.  I was so tired that I fell asleep at one point right on the desk.  I woke up to Logan asking me a question over the top of the cubicle, paper stuck to my forehead and confused as to where I was.  I recovered and spent the rest of the afternoon helping Mishka. By “helping,” I of course mean “bothering.”

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August 17th: Booty Shorts Day on the Shade Crew

Shade, Baby
Shade is not a luxury item in Black Rock City.  It’s essential.  Right up there with water and sleep, you gotta have it.  So it should come as no surprise to find out that Burning Man has a semi-professional hit squad of shade putter-uppers working round the clock to make shade for staff and participants alike.

I joined the shade crew today, just in the nick of time for Booty Shorts Day.  After breakfast at the commissary, we boarded the big green bus and headed out for the Artery, Burning Man headquarters for Art Placement & Artist Support.  Tool belts on, nails and screws loaded in the pockets, and gloves at the ready.  Grab a ladder off the side of the bus or a Dewalt out of the tool box, and fall in.

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August 15th: I Live in Black Rock City

I got back from Reno last night, just in time for dinner on the playa and a really great night out at Crane Camp.  People are starting to drive around now in the evenings, visiting each other and checking out the different camps.  You can see multiple sets of headlights off in the distance, rolling randomly down the Esplanade or open playa like a colony of confused ants, missing each other by minutes along different trajectories.  As we were hanging out under the stars on couches attached to the back of renovated Caddies, some of the Temple crew cruised by in their rocket car to see what’s up.  It’s just like any other neighborhood really.

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August 13th: Via the Playa

Morning meeting at the DepotWoke up at 6:30 (with great difficulty) and headed out to the playa for a 7:30 meeting at the DPW Depot, our first morning meeting on the playa. Everything’s different now. There are so many more people than there were two weeks ago, and they’re all scattered around the playa versus centrally located in Gerlach. Some people are living in the Ghetto, others are stationed at the Depot or their own camps. It’s only going to get bigger from here.

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August 12th: Super Dave & Meteor Showers

Last night we celebrated completion of the fence as well as our last big night in town. I hung out for a while with Ray Posado, Burning Man Transpo Manager. He’s had a looooong couple of days, organizing transportation of all the trailers, equipment, and big supplies from the ranch and various contractors. I think he’s gotten about a half hour of sleep since Wednesday. And yet! He made me laugh my ass off all night long. And it wasn’t just the fact that he has the best radio handle I’ve ever heard. (Tequila lovers will know what I mean.) We had a really great time playing pool and shooting the shit on the porch of the Black Rock Social Club. Afterwards, a few of us drove out to the playa, far beyond the fence, and spent the night under the stars watching the spectacular Perseids meteor shower.

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