It all started on Wednesday. I guess. (Columbus Day weekend)

Spent the entire day getting shit organized, cuz of course we waited til the last moment to even think about shit. Played around at Walmart with Jd and Crissy, trying to keep them from buying shit they just didn't need. Helped load up the bus (her name is Molly Blue Bird), which was a lot of fun and involved lifting big wooden facade pieces onto the buss and tying it down.  I got to be the guy on top of the bus along with Gregor.  Finally we headed out about midnight. Btw, we officially had planned on leaving before 4pm.

One of the front windshields of the bus is broken, so is was quite windy and cold. My friend had given me my first taste of Meth right before we left out, just a tiny bit, and Momma Cat gave us all an Adderol so we would be up and talkative. We drank beer and talked and tried to stay warm, because as the night progressed, it just got colder and colder. We didn't want to stop for restroom breaks, to save on gas, so we would piss into a chopped up Gatorade bottle and then I would climb over the labyrinth of shit in the back of Molly to dump the piss out the back window. Momma Cat once dumped it out the nearest window... and figured out why I was climbing all the way back there to dump it.

Oh, the people on the bus with me were Gregor (driving), Cindy, Nugget, JD, Momma Cat , and ME!

We finally get there about 5 in the morning, and the first thing I notice were the stars. OMG fucking stars! And specifically that bright mother fucker that had been in the sky recently. We walk over to Sloan and Ian, who had come out the day before to start setting up Cold Camp (Cold btw, is City of Lost Dreams). We pass around some hooch, and then climb the effigy, which Caleb had built in a day(he's a god of get shit done). We hung out there for an hourish until the first rays of the sun start lighting up the world. I tried to sleep on top of the bus, but the Meth and Am phetamines were keeping me awake. That and Sloan was blasting Nirvana as loud as he could. At 6 a.m. So I meditated to Nirvana.

When if got light enough to see, I jumped off the bus, grabbed my Kukri http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gurkha_knife and headed off into the wood to explore. I kept my blade out because this part of Texas is known for having some nasty ass boars, and if I ran into one, it was going to die before I did. But other than that, I did my best to navigate the underbrush without hacking a path through. Lots of pokey things, slow going. I found some pretty cool spots, and the barbs wire borders of 3 sides of the property before I finally decided to stop exploring.

When I got back to camp, I noticed the Effigy (which was built to resemble the tree of life) had random vines and shit on it (courtesy of Tasha, Caleb's awesome wife). I thought this was awesome, so I gave myself the mission of covering it with as much random shit as possible. It was accomplished rather sporadically, because this was the day that I unleashed my ADHD.

I randomly helped Cold Camp build it's Cold West facade and gallows. No one knew how to make a proper noose (why would you make a gallows if you didn't have anyone who could make a noose?) so I made a 13 loop noose. Which I then put around my neck and wrapped the extra rope around me. Also, eye liner.  Have I mentioned I'm a goth at heart? But I digress. I met Helper, who is a giant ball of helpfulness. She's my hero. I helped as many camps as possible. Was given the mission of finding a pipe to smoke some weed out of 2 different times. Once I found someone with a pipe. Once I found an apple. They laughed in my face at the apple. Apples are awesome to smoke out of! Snobs. Lots of doing random shit, meeting random people, being random. The Effigy was sporadically decorated.

I loved getting there before most people did because I got to meet people as they came in. A lot of my closest Myschievia friends were made that day. Everyone was still in Default World mode on this day, shells were still up, fakeness abounded.

You know what the first thing they say to you when they meet you at the gate is?

Welcome Home.

Hung out at the greeter station. Rode Cindy's bike down the road and back so that I could be properly greeted. Just because I arrived early doesn't mean I don't deserve the proper Myschievia experience. Met two girls at Greeters. One offered to give me a motor boat. I ran away. The other was really hot too... flirted until she flirted a little bit to much back, and ran... Never remembered their names, even now.  Weird, cuz they are major recurring characters. Oh well. (wrote this a while ago.  They are now my burner momma's Judith and Shiny)

Chad took the Dome my sister Chrissy was planning on using for her stuff (she has to much damned stuff!!) up to greeters about 4pmish. They wanted to play a joke on her. I had bought the dome in '09 and had barely used it myself but it has been to a lot of burns in my place.  Anyways, me being me, I had to be the one to put it up. Crissy and Charlie were supposed to be there about 4... they got there about 7. Man, did she freak out when she saw the dome at the greeters station. Got really pissed at me. She thought I was being serious about setting the dome up there. I finally told her after about 30 seconds that is was a practical joke. She didn't understand that she still got to use the dome. She was pissed at me for like 30 minutes until our brother Jd told her what was what. Then she forgave me ^.^

We got the dome put up at her camp, Corporate Gypsy Faggots right as the sun was setting. By this time I had enough drugs and alcohol in my system to want to go party. So I took off my noose and my kukri and left them on the gallows at Cold. Bad idea. More on that later. And off I went to party!

What happened that night? Do you guys have any idea what burns are like at night? Lots of lights, lots of drugs and alcohol, and lots and lots of music. Turns out that the guys who DJ at the bar I go to every Wednesday were there, and every single night you could find them at the Effigy, tearing shit up with their beats. Nick is a demon, brutal with his mixing (in a good/bad way), Sparks is fucking awesome, brutal in the good way, Boston is trippy, makes it weird, and fucking Fropsy saved my life with his music (he would mix for hours and hours because everyone else would bale).

Lots of dancing. I hung out with Coty (first time I saw him with clothes on) while he was on his ranger shift. We talked about Adderol and ADD and random shit. I danced. I wandered. I hugs a lot of people. I drank stuff. I hung out with Jerome (which I heard as Tyrome and thus dubbed him that name) and Birdie laaate at night for their Ranger shift.  I met the "Other Lucky" an Irish bastard I immediately liked at the Gypsy Steampunk Circus bar.  We talked shit at each other and then wrestled for a while, until I was eventually defeated.  Probably a bad idea to wrestle in North Texas in the forest, but FUCK IT!  I finally fell asleep when the sky got lighter.

That was my Thursday Adventure.  (remembering all this and seeing how my connection with the people I met out there has grown is making my heart all puddly)



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