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(Aug 20, 2006) -- "Try to make everything perfect." Possibly my favorite BM sign of all time. Scribbled with black marker on a
piece of cardboard, attached to a fence post on the morning of the burn sometime in the late 1990s. Most camps were already
trashed by days of 40-knot dust storms, but at least one person had HOPE. I laughed so hard I thought my sarong would never dry. Cue rimshot.
Before BRC went namby-pamby; when there were no street signs; the biggest fear on most Burners' minds after the Man dropped was
"Will I ever find my camp again?" (Eventually.) Or "Will my girlfriend ever forgive me for losing her?" (No.) You cannot imagine
how hard it was to orient yourself when one of the two major landmarks you had been using all week disappeared. (The other one was
the Radio Free Burning Man radio transmitter antennae pole, if I recall correctly. Akin to Center Camp today.)
After hearing of Princess Di's death in 1997, and last year's Katrina catastrophe, I am at least apprehensive of hearing outside news
on the Playa. I was told of Di's demise by a couple of tow truck drivers, who charged $100 to pull my little RV off some soft playa as
I was making "one last lap" on my way home. They were nice guys and looked genuinely apologetic on both counts.
Come to think of it, that is my biggest fear. Apologetic nice guys. Have a nice day!
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