I’m going to Burning Man in 58 days.
I’m about to explode from it all. The planning is crazed, but more organized, I suppose. I’m going to be cooking out there a good deal, and also volunteering selling ice, as I normally do.
I’m also going to be single this time, and looking much better physically. So, in effect, I’m bringing sexy back. I take no shame in that pun.
Balls.