||[Aug. 30th, 2004|11:47 am]
They’re sweaty! They’re differently sized! They’re naked! They’re gamers!
Things are just getting started and already there is so much to see that I haven’t had time to pull the sand out of my ass. (Sleeping on the playa does have its drawbacks!)
I saw some naked sweaty painted people unfurling a yellow paper sign with big red letters: FIRECON. Thinking I’d find fire eaters, I had to go check it out.
I am more stunned than when I found the wireless satellite hookup. It’s almost like finding a Starbucks at Burning Man. These guys have come from all over the country to sit in the scorching heat (well, it’s actually mild, but it’s still scorching compared to where I just came from) and play Magic and Dungeons & Dragons. They seem to have no interest in the carnival surrounding them. I am stymied by the dedication to put themselves in the middle of brightly colored counter culture and not look up.
Okay fine, I did sign up for something called Champions. Or maybe it was Heroes. Some damned thing. I can’t remember. But don’t worry, I intend to extract full enjoyment from this $250 event.
EDIT: This entry in the semi-annual LJ vacation ghostwriting prank actually authored by therobbergirl