I’m going to Burning Man!

Amidst all the planning for the Bare Burn, I am also trying to organize myself for the BIG burn.

Burning Man, itself.

I got my tickets and vehicle pass in the mail this past weekend which got me all excited about my upcoming trip to the desert.

There’s a lot of planning that goes into Burning Man trips.

A lot less planning though now that I’ve been there a couple of times already.

My stuff is loosely organized.

I have Burning Man outfits to wear.

My only problem is I don’t know where I’m going to sleep.

Will I be in Teja’s RV?

Will I be in a tent?

Am I driving my truck there?

Is The Swede joining us and if so, do I need to get a bigger tent to accommodate him?

All these questions need answers.

But if I’ve learned nothing from Burning Man, I’ve learned that even the best laid plans go astray and I need to worry less about the plan and focus more on being as prepared as I can be.

Diagonal clippers.


Duct tape.



Face mask.


Shade structure.

Honestly, just making a list gets me all excited because I know I’M GOING TO BURNING MAN!

Me and Murphy’s Law

What do you think about The Swede coming to Burning Man?

O. M. G.


I’m beside myself with excitement and trepidation!

First of all, I get excited at the prospect of any of my friends going to Burning Man with me. I love the burn and I love sharing the experience with others.

Secondly, I’ve never had a partner go with me to Burning Man and hang out with me. So this would be something new.

And lastly. . . hello. . . SEX!

Who doesn’t want a tidal wave of that on the playa?

I know I do and last year there was a D R O U G H T.

But. . .


I’d have to start all over from scratch (including bringing MORE condoms).


The food and beverages.

The sleeping arrangements.

The interactivity.

You know how I like to STICK TO THE PLAN.

In addition to changing plans, there’s another concern.

Burning Man is like a hot cauldron for relationships.

If you’re not strong, you won’t survive.

And The Swede and I have just a wee baby relationship.

Dare I put it to the test THIS EARLY ON?

Ultimately, I think The Swede will not go to Burning Man because I want him to go and Murphy’s Law dictates that I won’t get what I want.

But I LOVE knowing that he does actually want to go.

And who knows, maybe Murphy’s Law will fail.

Finger crossed!

Burning Man 2015 vs Burning Man 2016

R-evolutionBurning Man is ALMOST here and I am getting really excited about making the trip to Black Rock City.

It feels like just a few weeks ago I was suffering through Burning Man 2015.

Nothing went as planned for my burn last year.

I got ditched then dumped.

So I’ve made the executive decision this year to NOT PLAN A THING.

Oh sure, I know I’ll hang out at Ali Bar-Bar getting my drink on with friends.

And I’ll hit up Retro Frolic to get my Cock Sucking Certification.

And the Sauna Dome is a definite.

But everything else? It’s all up in the air.

If you know me, then you know that this is HUGE.

Because I’m a planner. Literally. IRL. My job is event planning.

Last year I took 16 travel bins with me with all my gear. This year I have 6 bins.

What a difference a year makes.

Since I’m not into EDM, I’ve gotten a few tips from friends on where to go to dance to 70s, 80s, and 90s tunes.

And, of course, I want to see art.

Lots and lots of art.

I also want to visit the Temple.

This year I plan to watch it burn.

Last year I was discouraged to attend the Temple burn.

And I deeply regret staying behind.

The bottom line is I BASICALLY CAN’T FUCK UP THIS BURN because nothing will make it as bad as last year.

Although I just found out my lover won’t be attending this year.

Sad face.

Regardless, it’s going to be a great burn.

They say the playa provides and I think this year, it’ll give me the exact experience that I need.

The universe has a way of working out like that.