Ground control establishes the Embassy
despite inhospitable conditions.
The lovely Erin stakes out
the site.
"This looks good. Oh
no, there shouldn't be any storms today."
Armed and dangerous with the most powerful
supersoaker known to man,Big, Bad, Limey-Bastard Bruce asks the
question,
"Are you feeling lucky, PUNK?
Well, are ya?"
Mellow Master Charles finds
some temporary shelter from the storm.
"Storm, what storm;you
call this a storm? I
remember back in '95...mud, lightning, thunder, hail the size
of golf balls...now that was a storm!"
Charles and Bikini Dave discusses the
weather:
Dave: "I can't breath
with all this dust-protection- insect garb on my face."
Charles: "What ? I can't
hear ya with all this dust- protection-insect garb over my ears!"
Oh, well. Just another day
on the playa.
"Let's see here,
attach tab A to point B;
secure point B to string C;
attach tab C to string A;
secure point B to tab A?"
Dave(Kelk) wonders what fuckin'
idiot designed this damn thing?
Mustache Mark:
"What are you doing?
This will make a shitty picture!"
Jerri-rigger,
handy man supreme
and true burningman virgin
asks the eternal burningman question:
"You spent how much to come
here?
ARE YOU ALL F*CKIN' NUTS?"
Seriously, we wouldn't all be here if
not for you, especially bikini Dave!
9:28 a.m.: Kelk asks, "Shit, is
it still daytime?"
Well,
I hope you all enjoyed our little show. 1999 will be even better.
Thanks to the great wisdom of Harley and Holly, BM's HR Amazon
has placed us on the Esplanade for '99!!!!!!!!
WE LOVE YOU, HARLEY!
'99
will feature a whole new bevy of
beautiful New Virgin Goddesses.
Thanks to everyone: Charles, Dave, Mark,
Erin,Bruce & Jerry.
Thanks to all the unnamed buck naked
squatterswho seemed to be everywhere we turned.
And a very special Thanks to
all those brave souls who dared to
defy convention and the status quo to Regain
their VIRGINITY,
even if only for a short time.
Photos mostly by Erin, Mark, Charles,David
& so-on.