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At Burning Man there were several sk art cars driving around. It is basically a very large motor vehicle that looks super cool with all kinds of lights on it, some blast fire, some have disco balls etc etc and most have a loud sound system blasting music. There are usually people dancing on the art cars, or waving at the crowd gathering around the art cars as they make their way around the playa. An art car is basically a mobile club. Here are a few of the art cars that I took pics of.











According to an article in the BRC Weekly (BRC stands for Black Rock City) called "Are you hot enough to get on my art car?" some say that the art cars are in favor of only letting hot girls on for a ride, in playa lingo also known as "sparkle ponies." Therefore ignoring the first of Burning Man's 10 principles, Radical Inclusion. A sparkle pony is a "hot" chick at Burning Man, usually wearing a skimpy outfit paired with platform boots with furry boot covers, according to the latest playa fashion. A lot of sparkle ponies also sport the fake dread extensions. To me that look is something that was kind of cool at EDC when held in LA (when EDC was still good) maybe five years ago but whatever.....Even girls from small towns across the US have the need to be considered cool and hot once in a while you know and they can by becoming a sparkle pony for a week. Since the majority of the art cars are funded, built and operated by men, they also decide who gets to ride on their art car. And many men like girls, preferably nearly naked girls and also girls that are willing to do them favors in exchange for a ride on their cool art car. In the article it says that you basically had to give somebody a bj to be able to get on some art car called the Purple Palace. LOL! Really?!
Did I try to get on an art car? Not at all. It didn't seem that appealing to me. Some of them looked amazing, therefore I took pictures of them but I rather dance somewhere close to a speaker with lots of room to move than in a cramped space. Neither do I have any urges to try to look cool or have to prove to others that I am indeed hot enough to get on some art car or inside any club for that matter. I already know that I am bad ass in every possible way. I do not need or want any guy's nod of approval. As far as bjs go.....I have never in my life used sexual favors to get anything. And not willing to start now. I do not know whether getting on the Purple Palace required giving somebody a bj or not, I am just telling you what's stated in the article. The BRC Weekly is a very entertaining read. And Sarah, the girl I shared camp with wrote an article in the there called "Hypocritical Tits". Yeay!

Sorry I am too tired to write about that shooting in Nairobi right now....maybe another time. Instead I am SO FUCKING SAD and UPSET! Over this
If you read that article and think that the person or persons (if it's several) should be allowed to live.....then I think there is something seriously wrong with you. My heart breaks into pieces when I see stuff like that. HOW can you possibly do something like that? I don't understand. What kind of a fucked up world is this? Human beings are the most vile, evil and disgusting creatures that have ever walked on this planet.
I want people like that executed. I do. I don't care if they come up some sorry sob story about a sad childhood or whatever to evoke sympathy. Most people had traumatic events growing up. I had a few. You probably did too. But that doesn't mean that I should take out my bad experiences on a defenseless and innocent animal. Again, I HATE people that do this.
They deserve death.
And please, spay and neuter that pet you claim you love OR do not breed your pet. What if your beloved pet's puppies or kittens get subjected to abuse? How would you feel then?

Started my day with some swimming at the pool in Nikiski. Met up with Marlene, we work together, she likes to swim also so we are going to try to make this a habit......that would be good and fun. I like Marlene. Plus she has a very nice butt!
The pool in Nikiski is 25 yards long, that is roughly 25 meters, the standard public swimming pools in Sweden are 25 meters. So today I did 16 laps, then a rest, another 16, a few minutes of rest and then finally 20 laps. Easy.



Well, I need to take Chhaya out now and then I will just stay in tonight I think. I have laundry and stuff to do, plus I'm tired, I might actually fall asleep early.

I have been practicing shootin' my GLOCK the last couple of days. And I like shootin', A LOT!
I need to know how to handle the gun in case I have to use it one day. Chhaya gets very excited over anything that goes BOOM, she wants to participate. I have a couple of different clips for my GLOCK, 17 and 32. This is the 32. Meaning it holds 32 bullets....for those who don't know what I am referring to.









My other toy.





And tomorrow I am going to write about the recent shooting of innocent people in Nairobi (you know, in Kenya).

While walking around the playa I came across a phone booth where you could talk to God!
Of course I had to try. I didn't expect to hear a voice on the other end after picking up the receiver. God told me to ask him something. He even knew what I was wearing......! Of course! God sees everything after all. A few seconds of silence and then I said, "Thank You for everything God". Then I choked up because I was overwhelmed with emotion and so happy and grateful that I was having that experience. God thanked me too. I went back two days later to tell God the same thing again. And I really, really meant it.



I do talk about being grateful a lot in my blog. Because that is how I feel. I am grateful for my life, most of the time. I know I have it better than many who struggle daily to find food and shelter. Or live under difficult circumstances. Therefore I am grateful for things like the water coming out with a simple turn of a knob, that I have a vehicle, clothes on my back, that I get to eat every day.....and get to do things that enrich my soul. There are so many things to be grateful for! I think it is important to try to make the world a better place if you have the means to do so. To share the good with others. I do not run around and constantly try to make other people's lives better but I do try to do something meaningful and good once in a while. I am a firm believer in altruism.

I was a bit worried upon arrival at Burning Man that I was going to be bored.
What was I going to fill my days with? Well, when you drive through the entrance you get a book, What Where When .



In it there are tons of things to do listed, it says what, where and when and you pick and choose. There are salsa dancing classes, yoga, button making classes, Thai boxing, tea ceremonies, open mic for radical self expression, classes on sexuality, couples work shops, movies playing, authors speaking, vine tastings, Psilocybin discussions, tarot card readings, healings done by shamans and chakra alignments, comedy improv classes..... there are hundreds of different things listed in the book. It's like being in the most AMAZING school you could ever attend, all that stuff at your fingertips!
I did spend hours at night dancing, because I am a DANCETRONAUT (new word I picked up at Burning Man). The art is endless and biking around taking everything in and snapping pictures is a neverending fun task. But I did go to a Terence McKenna movie screening by Ken Adams. I am fascinated with Terence McKenna, such an interesting person that contributed a lot. He is the author of Food of the Gods . You should read about him! He died way too early. I also went to a discussion held by Daniel Pinchbeck, he wrote a couple of books that I have and love, Breaking Open the Head is one, get it and read it! I also went to a tea ceremony. And other stuff.



So no, I was not bored at all. In fact I can't wait to go back for MORE. I want to immerse myself even more next time. The best and most interesting school I have ever attended! I loved these mushrooms! 🙂

I'm in bed with very tired legs and feet. Did a beautiful hike today up Crescent Lake Trail.
I started out too late in the afternoon, about 3 30 pm so I didn't make it all the way up to the lake. I didn't want to risk having to hike back down in the dark. My estimate is that I was at the most one mile away from the lake when I, well actually WE, of course I didn't hike alone, turned around. At that point my fingers were frozen, gloves would had been great, my shoes and pants were wet and muddy. Round trip is about 13 miles and I was out on that trail for about four hours or so. I might do it again next year because I want to make it to Crescent Lake and the hike itself is gorgeous. It was more about the journey than the destination this time. I didn't see any bears but plenty of bear poop (scat) with berries in it. I also saw some bright read salmon, they had probably reached their natal river and also their destination and were awaiting to die. Animals are amazing, so much determination. Much more admirable than humans, who are busy filling our lives with so much negativity a lot of times.

Chhaya at the trail head ready to go. "Mommy, Mommy let's gooooooo!"



First snow!



I saw white mushrooms, I have never seen such mushrooms before. So pretty. I wonder if they glow in the dark because they were pure white. I don't know what they are called so I renamed them to faerie shrooms.





Done! Tired, cold but happy.



When I got home I was STARVING! Chhaya too. I went up that trail with only a latte for breakfast.....well, I made up for it when I got home and scarfed down pasta, ice cream, cheese sandwiches and I am about to go downstairs and make myself another cup of hot tea with lemon.......