So...apparently I built some kinda robot car thing for Burning Man, and I was making plans to revamp it. I brought it over to Lamont & Cook's old place, and was using their doorbell as a nipple mouse to update Visio diagrams. Finally Lamont lets me in, and was surprised that I was using the doorbell as a mouse, and instead suggests that I hook into a gigantic television which is somehow just inside the door. Both Danfuzz and Jeremy are inside too. Jeremy asks me why Alex Rosenberg is riding around on the robot car thing (seen on the video on the TV.) The car itself appeared to be primarily based on sawhorses, with lots of blinkenlights and no actual seats; Alex was hanging off the side and cackling madly while it rolled around.

I don't think there was any sound in my dream, but there was definately color.

I hardly ever remember my dreams.

Susie (who woke me up) thinks this dream means I need more male bonding. I think it means I need to get some pals together to work on a wacky project with some sort of physical manifestation.

Perhaps those are the same need.

wake up, friend, it's time to play
bright sun, dust storms -- another day
then you light up, and I go away
what else do I have to say?

we didn't start the fire still it always burns
I was here a year ago, but since then I've learned

I'm not alone in meditation
tribes all over the nation
gonna have to be patien'
from peak to integration

twenty steps forward and a jump reversed
in the happiest of shacks, feelin' like I'm cursed

The fun we'd had at Burning Man inspired Todd and I to keep playing together, culmnating in a near-perfect set at the Semiconscious Liberation Army's one-off funk event in Oakland. Unfortunately, very little from that night was successfully recorded. Todd caught a couple of our prior practice sessions on minidisc, which I've linked from here.