3 September 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Macca, the delightful gay man with the fairy wings and the dangling penis, gave me some almond brittle which was very trippy.  I lay down in dome one for a while, until a megaphone summoned me outside.  Magically, some old school burners had decided to show up and dispense free infused vodka to all the messed up, hung over denizens of the New York area of Burning Man.  I drank pancake vodka and pepper vodka and red wine and my mind diddled pleasantly.