I got the last detail finished last night thanks to Jessie and her drill.

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Only two big concerns left: Food and transportation. I have to get from the Reno airport to the Burningman rideshare point and hope that someone comes by and offers me a ride. But with this outfit, that’s a lock. Foodwise, I played it safe, only packing food that didn’t require a stove or even a can opener. That means I’ve got 27 cans of ravioli, beans and stew with pop-tops. Am I going to be sick of warm canned pasta.

And as for DMT, I couldn’t find any. No acid or Mushrooms either. The next time someone tells you that drugs are a plague challenge them to find some (crystal and pot don’t count).

I fly off tomorrow and I’ll be gone for a week. I haven’t taken a complete week off from work since 1990, though I have had plenty of period of free time forced upon me. Fuck Sportvision.

I’ve been thinking about all the things that I won’t be doing next week; driving, reading a comic book, answering email or the phone, living between walls, using plumbing, viewing pornography and on and on.

Fuck! I haven’t been out of the state for a whole week since 1996!

I fly off tomorrow morning, see ya when I see ya!

I’ve just watched the new 3 disc version of The Wizard of Oz.

A couple of things:

1. I think Glinda was hitting on Dorothy.
2. This movie triggered some early memories of when I first watched it, like, I remember being really confused during the “Surrender Dorothy” scene because I couldn’t read and no one explained what was going on.
3. Dorothy got back.
4. There is no hanging midget in the trees! It’s obviously a large bird, like a crane or an emu or an ostrich, milling about.

Friday afternoon I installed one of the Promotional World of Warcraft disks they were passing out at Comic Con. That’s were almost all my time since then was spent. This morning I realized that I had a problem and I was able to summon up the courage to uninstall.

It has that psychological addiction element down. The occasional reward system where the user performs an action and only gets rewarded once out of every ten or so times.

Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Peck. Corn!

I was playing an Undead Warrior for awhile, but running up to things and bashing them got boring pretty quick, so then I made a Tauren Hunter. Having a gun was pretty fun but for all my time the game stayed the same.
At level 1 it went:

• locate target
• shoot at target while target charges
• when the target closes the distance hack at target with an axe until it stops moving

By level 14 the game play had become:

• Locate target
• send my pet wolf after target
• shoot at target while target charges
• when the target closes the distance hack at target with an axe until it stops moving

You get a lot of quests in the game, but almost all of the quests can be summed up as “Go kill this thing for me and bring back proof”.

I suppose I would have gotten more out of it if I’d of teamed up with some other players but I would have gotten even more out of my time by reading a book.