I am currently gearing up for the series of November meetings and public comment period for the Draft - EIS which will effect the future of our event on the Black Rock Desert. We've moved out of Mr. Wicket's house, and I'm relegated to sending faxes to government agencies from Kinkos down the street. Harley is stumbling over boxes as she returns each evening from her new job as a San Francisco Firefighter. Plain and simple. More paper work.
More room is needed.
This year, Burning Man is in the black. Not flush with cash, but able to pay off all event-related debt. It has been our goal since late spring to have enough cash to rent a space that could more easily provide for the logistical needs of the staff and the participants. Meetings in a consistent space would be helpful. Humans on the other end of a phone line will likely solve problems faster than voice mail or email messages.