August is by far the year's most intense month. It is my birthday month. It is Burning Man Panic month. It is never as hot as I think it ought to be but by now I am tired of questioning the whole global warming thing ... which appears to be real anyway if arctic ice sheets are a better barometer so to speak than these mild Sacramento Valley temperatures.
One articulate and seemingly-knowledgeable global warming skeptic is my old boss who keeps a website called PolyMontana. When I discovered this I was naturally curious what he meant by the "poly" part. I just sent him an email, maybe I'll get an answer. It probably does not, however, refer to polyamory. Nothing in any part of his website suggests as much, despite his being a rational science-based semi-conservative, as poly people sometimes seem to be. ;-)
Or maybe he's a raging conservative. I haven't taken the time to read any of his stuff. There's a lot of it.
Ed (Dr. Berry) ran a company in Sac'to called Atmospheric Research and Technology that was founded on his expertise in measuring the potential energy content of windy locations. When I was hired as a tech in 1984, we designed, built, and deployed monitoring systems for wind farms. That's how I managed to climb a few wind turbine towers, and why I spent New Year's Eve 1985 at a bar in Palm Springs wearing the same dirt- and blood-stained jeans I'd been wearing since the day after Christmas. That was a fantastic job for a young smarty but the company went under in just a few years. He was a brilliant scientist but the business needed more than that to survive when the prevailing wind energy investment tax credits expired at the end of 1986.
I think I got Early Entry to Burning Man this year. Took up an offer last night. It isn't certain yet. It does settle where I'll be camping. It is a different camp than Sunya's. We are trying something relatively radical this year, having two different camps between us. We have different attendance schedules too. It will be a wonderful challenge for me, to be Present with my immediate company and surroundings, and not go all angsty over hers, as I tended to do last year. That tendency does call into question my true, bedrock ability to be poly or open or what have you in some way, but that's kind of the point of this whole gig, this life thing: To be challenged, and to practice an ever expanding love while at it. Besides, there's more to do there that we want to do together than we will ever have time for anyway.
I am not ready. I will not be ready. Even to begin writing my very spare list of Things To Do leaves me quivering and overwhelmed. I'm really bad at multitasking is probably the real reason why. It's probably not all that much, so long as I don't spend too much time sitting around on my ass in front of a computer.
Well, hey! I emptied a storage unit.
4 comments:
Comment, the first: serious congarats on emptying the storage unit! !!! !!!!!
Comment, the second: You will totally be ready. As soon as you hit that road, you'll be ready.
Comment, the third: Give me your address, soon's you know it. I already have Ms S's, and we're, like, totally neighbors, which is cool. Although sad, too, cuz her time there is not as lengthy as it ought to be, dammit.
Comment, the fourth: learn to stop telling yourself what you're not. Just live. Love. Laugh. Learn. All that tree-huggy lib'ral crap that the righty-tighties would do well to learn and practice. They don't have to subscribe to liberal polytix in order to live good lives.
Comment, the fifth: Most of the polyamorous peeps I know are totally NOT science-based, semi-conservative. They're mystical lunatics. They're full of woo woo. There are a handful who are anti-woo-woo, though. But almost all of them are politically liberal. Or was that winky of your serious?
Comment, the sixth: loving the heat here, but for a while it was also really sultry. Felt like I was living in Florida. Even got some mosquito bites, and wtf was THAT all about?
Comment, the seventh: you'll have to tell me whenever you find any of those special places on the playa like you and S discovered last year. Besides the one that's in my camp, of course.
Comment, the eighth: HUGS!!!
Shit! Forgot!
Comment, the zeroth: I also skipped our first Thursday of the month thinger. I had tix to a concert. Glad, because there's a helluva lot of Burner parties going on. Don't these people ever prepare for the playa? Sheeet.
I know, right? This weekend they're having Naked Man at a local clothing optional resort. After the first one last year, the owners decided Burners were better guests in just about every way than those whiny old country music fans they usually attract. So this will be a hell of a party and campout. I really wanna go but I cannot. I has gots bikes to repair and lists to write and to check off and such. How all these people that are going can put such a crater in their schedules I do not know.
Hey congrats on the clean-up! And the list-makingness! W00t!
I know you were joking about poly-tix but my first reaction was to cringe. This is kind of a trigger with me, though right now I'm not even sure how/what. All I know is that I should have listened to the beepbeep alarm in January and walked away.
Anyway, sounds like a packed full August schedule ~ hope you enjoy!
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