This is the Home Depot where I, and pretty much every other burner I know, stop for supplies on the way to Burning Man. Maybe there’s more than one, but this one is mine. It’s big. It’s crowded. The staff is clueless.
But where else do you find — for example — a woman who’s had way too much caffeine and been on the road for two days, in skimpy clothes with blue hair and excessive facial piercings, buying two carts full of PVC (but you know she’s not doing any plumbing), and a giant pile of rebar (but no concrete), piles of rope, a bunch of fluorescent stuff, water containers… and there’s a dozen more people in the store with similar loads.
Four stars just for the entertainment value.
This review only valid the third week in August.