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Friday, December 23, 2011

Third Thursday Thing except it's Friday

The guy who instigated and organizes the event linked below was mayor of our theme camp the first year we went to Burning Man, and he's still sort of called Mayor G____. (Dig my 19th Century style of leaving off real names!) I was mayor this past year, and pretty much only did the same thing I saw him do then: Direct really tired people to camping spots in the middle of the night.


Anyway, I wanted to do this parade but I never snagged the time to decorate a bicycle, and then a more attractive demand was made on my time, and that was that. Speaking of which, last Saturday's Xmas party went well, here's a pic.

7 comments:

gekko said...

Love how you bring out the sparkles in her face!

Paula said...

Are those wardrobe malfunctions or just BAU?

Paula said...

Cute pic, btw! (And my comment can apply to either party, or both.)

Don said...

BAU? Burners About Underwear? Bad Ass Ubermensch? Oh! Business As Usual. Yes. I couldn't find an appropriately festive shirt and she said don't bother.

gekko said...

I'm thinking the ... uh, wine glass and the magnification of the, er, thumbs which are suggestive of, say, a little excitement at the peek of cleavage 'neath the darling white fur vest is the alleged wardrobe malfunction.

Unless the fetching peek of cleavage is the cause of the reference?

Paula said...

At first it was hers, but then he caught my eye as well. :)

Don said...

That bustier never malfunctioned. The very idea! It was prim and trim and ironclad. You people and your loose modern thinking.