This morning I had another Burning Man dream. The dry lake had filled up, and the event had been moved to the shore; we were housed in abandoned dormitories that I’ve seen in other dreams. Bruce (Manboy/Techno) was there, and had programs printed up on what looked like currency — “If you don’t like the show, I will clean your house.”

Also remember trying to explain it to cute newbie girls.

I now realize that I’ve seen the shore in another dream, too, except it was in Hawaii and there were waves.