Jrs V07 I14



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It is getting to be that time. And it’s only February. The return of “not enough hours in the day” syndrome. That faraway look in the eye that signals you’re crunching budget numbers mentally while sitting at the dinner table. Getting excited at the plans participants are describing. Burning the midnight oil to finish that piece of writing you’ve been hacking away at. Ringing phones. Meetings, meetings, meetings. Emails, emails, emails. And oh, so many bins of envelopes, each containing a request for a ticket to an event that’s suddenly 202 days away. That used to sound like such a LOT of days to me…

This office is a vibrant place. And you should see it on Fridays, the Burning Man version of “Casual Day,” when we name a theme and everyone dresses to meet it (you know, for kicks.) And all the volunteers helping with tickets get into the mix, too. The very sight of last week’s “Obnoxious and Clashing Print” day was better, I assure you, than coffee in the morning.

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Early in the week we were inspired by the arrival of the following bit of prose, which came without any ticket order, so we know not from whom it comes! Still, it struck us, and we wanted to share it:

Yes, that’s right, stop working
right now and hug the person next
to you. Pass this on. Neck and
shoulder rubs all around.
Ease the tension.
Take deep breaths.
Get a drink of water.
(cool and filtered preferably.)

Relieve yourself.

The work you are all doing is:
‘Beyond Belief.’
We really appreciate it and thank you for it.

People are waiting! 😉

Love, your fellow burners.”

Trust me, it really feels better afterward.

And now, the hopefully-relaxed Bex on the mic:

The Ticket Minions are sorting through thousands of pieces of mail. We are working hard and fast to get through all the requests we have received so far. Please help us out by NOT emailing with questions wondering where your order is, whether or not you got the price level you requested or when we will mail your tickets to you.

If there is a problem with your order, you will be contacted by someone from the ticket team. They will answer your questions and tell you what you need to do to keep the process moving smoothly.

And wow! Thank you for the gifts!

The outpouring of love and excitement really shows with your ticket orders. We love the pin the tail on the donkey game, the tie-dye Man flag, the picture of young Maximillion (conceived at Burning Man!), the picture of the Navajo Reservation Kindergarten class, the chocolate, the CDs, the photos, the letters and cards and all the other goodies (though the vegan in the house can but cast her forlorn gaze at all of the untouchable treats, she thanks you nonetheless.)

We cherish and save your decorated envelopes and have collages from past years prominently displayed in the office.. We had a ceremonial burn of the undecorated envelopes in the burn barrels on Friday night – thank you for contributing to that!

If you haven’t ordered your ticket yet, we have oodles of 175’s still available through Mail Order. But of course you knew those aren’t available online any more…

The postmark deadline for $145’s and $165’s has PASSED.

To order by mail, send a Money Order or Cashier’s Check (made out to Burning Man) to this address:

Burning Man
PO Box 884688
San Francisco, CA 94188-4688

The 185’s are still available online, they are going fast so get yours today before they are gone like our sanity! Ticket Info

Please do not email us with questions about your online orders. If you have a question about an online ticket purchase, go here to start a support request. The great crew at InHouse Ticketing will be able to answer all of your questions.
Contact Ticketing

To add a friend, someone you bought a ticket for, or change your own address, please go here: Snailmail

Back to the mail pile with us!

Humbly yours,

The Ticket Minions

(Today’s ticket processing soundtrack: 3 Feet High and Rising by De La Soul)

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The online art installation listings for 2002 are now archived, and almost entirely populated with images. View them here:

Theme Art: Art Theme 2002

Playa Art: Art Playa 2002

Many thanks to Curator Ladybee and to Web Team volunteers Caitlin and Monkey Boy!!!!!

We are now very close to having an image for every art installation listed back to 1992. No better place to find amazement and inspiration on a cloudy, cold, or otherwise gift-free day.

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IN WHICH Coyote examines the finest of the DPW’s finer points.

“Mechanically separated chicken. Yup, if one should closely examine the first ingredient of a can of Spam Lite (of course, regular Spam would never have this) that’s exactly what it lists! MECHANICALLY SEPARATED CHICKEN. A fella’s gotta wonder of the horrors! Sounds like something out of a Tim Burton movie. Well, I mention this because that’s the title of a song I was hearing being sung by one Sir Metric of Black Rock Station while sitting enjoying a beer at Chicken John’s Odeon Bar in the Mission last Tuesday night. I wonder if anyone else picked up on this irony… the song was written by Mr Metric and fellow DPWer Cowboy Bob, over a work ranch breakfast where Spam Lite has been known to be a staple. Yes, it has been sung by many a camp fire.

Speaking of the work ranch – things are in flux, and the gods are taking notice. It seems that our Black Rock Station, located twelve miles north of our beloved playa has grown beyond anyone’s expectations, and it’s becoming dang noticeable. Sometimes it does give me the impression of a Waco compound. Well it’s true that the beautiful ranch lands of northern Nevada have been zoned for agricultural growth, and the county zoning commission has come a calling. One can imagine that they are having some trouble putting us into a category. (Upon entering Black Rock Station, one is met with the wild surreal nature of many of the art pieces of yester-burns) “Just what is the purpose of a giant yellow ducky?” The good news is that seeing how they are fully empowered to take daddy’s T bird away at any time, and the show’s over, they are being understanding to the fact that the survival of our event depends on this ranch, and are willing to work it out. This is a tough one though, folks, and the game just keeps on getting trickier!

According to the news:
(Las Vegas Sun)

Gerlach — Burning Man organizers’ plans for a permanent staging area for the counterculture festival in the Nevada desert are drawing opposition from residents.

Organizers are seeking permits from Washoe county to operate the staging area called Black Rock Station on 200 acres they own 20 miles north of Gerlach.

Plans call for supplies to be stored there year-round and for up to 120 volunteers to stay there in the weeks before and after the festival.

Patricia Hanneman of the Gerlach-Empire Citizens Advisory Board said the land used in previous years was “turned into a dump” by Burning Man volunteers.

But Burning Man organizers warned that failure to win permits could doom the event. ‘Black Rock Station is absolutely fundamental to the Burning Man event,’ said spokeswomen Marian Goodell.

County planners expressed optimism that issues surrounding the permits can be solved.

What do you mean ‘turned into a dump?!’ It’s ART, dude! One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. So don’t panic, anyone! It’ll be some time before this can be sorted out, and Burning Man has wiggled into the local community with several years on our belts. It’s true that our event is quite a different desert plant, but our roots have become entwined with local roots, and solid friends are being forged. In the end, our event is a benefit to the area, and because we don’t leave a mess, local support will help us survive. And, of course, it’ll cost us.

Some quotes sent in from Ginger Petunia:

Societies need rules that make no sense for individuals. For example, it makes no difference whether a single car drives on the left or on the right. But it makes all the difference when there are many cars.
– Marvin Mensky

The DPW ranch is a durty dusty harsh place to live. However, ‘Sleep, riches and health, to be truly enjoyed, must be interrupted,’ said Jean Paul Richter.

Don’t complain that you are not getting what you want, just be glad you are not getting what you deserve!

No matter how thin you make a pancake, it always has two sides. After you’ve heard two eyewitness accounts of an accident, it makes you wonder about history.

You will not be punished for your anger,
you will be punished BY your anger

You never know how many Apples there are in a seed.

Power is like being a lady –
if you have to tell people you are, you aren’t
– Margaret Thatcher

Last column I made mention of Sir Flynn and Maiden Lisa. Well Lady Bee has corrected my ignorance and has informed me that to be called a ‘Maiden,’ one has to be a virgin. I guess I should have said ‘Maid Lisa’ (she does have a daughter). My apologies, but the Coyote really isn’t very versed in virginity. Oops!

So it seems that some are impersonating DPW across the land with phony DPW stickers on their cars, and dropping names for phone numbers and waking up people for money. It makes me think of one time when I borrowed my roommate’s jacket, forgetting that it had Hell’s Angels colors on the back — almost got my ass kicked!

All for now

Coyote Nose”

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With the announcement of ticket availability and the 2003 theme, we have had a huge surge in enthusiasm from people who want to help Greet, Range, and fill many of the *hundreds* of volunteer posts on the playa. In fact, so many people are interested in volunteering that our little volunteer questionnaire at burningman.com blew a gasket. We are working hard to get this fixed… please bear with us, and stay tuned to the JRS for news of when she (the volunteer form/questionnaire) will be back up and running. and thanks!

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In 2000, Randy Bohlender,Director of Small Things at the Vineyard Community Church in Cincinnatti, set out to Burning Man with a group from his church, intent on spreading his version of the good word to the people of Black Rock City. What he got from his experience, however, might surprise you as much as it surprised him. Now a dedicated Burner, his perspective of Burning Man provides for enlightening reading. Check out “Why I Go To Burning Man” by Randy Bohlender at
Pastor On The Playa.

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(or… “and it’s a PINK elephant, no less.”)

Anyone who has ever heard Phat Man Dee belt out a tune… this one’s for you.

If I say too much about this story, I’ll probably ruin it, because it kind of speaks for itself. Let’s just say this: a dispute about a Burning Man-related disagreement will be the subject of an episode of a TV show called “Judge Joe Brown” next Friday. (The show is in syndication. Check local listings.)

Post Gazette

No, we didn’t have anything to do with this particular media morsel, and in fact, a friend simply stumbled on the story today on the wire. But you can bet we’ll be excited to receive a copy of the tape for the ol’ archive and see how the whole thing turns out for Phat Man Dee and Tommy Amoeba.


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Tired of pounding all that rebar with sledgehammers? Then you need a Rebar Hammer! The ultimate power tool, it will pound a 3′ piece of rebar flush with the Playa in about 10 seconds, and all you have to do is pull the trigger… never pound another piece of rebar again!

We put up the entire LiteBrite Camp with the rebar hammer last year with great success. I have created a web page giving you step-by-step instructions on how to build your own – see it at Rebar Hammer

I hope that there are rebar hammers all over the Playa this year, it really made construction a lot easier for us and our neighbours last year…

– Mr. Wizzard

{AG writes: And don’t pass up the translator at the end of the page, which generates a rather, er, thought-provoking new name for our desert event.}

{Maid Marian warns: If you don’t pull up your friggin’ tent stakes and rebar outta the playa, I promise the DPW will GPS your site, track you down, and tar and feather you. “Save a tire – pull your stakes.”}

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And even MORE on the pregnancy theme of recent JRS’s , this time from gorgeous East Bay mommy, Absinthia:

Dissatisfied with mom’s groups we have found, a few of us have started our own – Burning Moms! If you live in the East Bay and your baby is under a year old, please email me for more information: burningmoms(at)absinthia(dot)net.

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APRIL 25-28

Toast, the Arizona Regional burn, is now accepting Participant and Camp registration on our website. Everyone who is attending needs to register separately. If you are doing a theme camp indicate it on the registration.
We also have a Pay Pal account for Porta Potty donations. Suggested donation is $15.00, sliding Scale. Please donate what you can afford. We also have a Toast announcement list for those who are not interested in other Arizona Regional Events. To subscribe send a blank e-mail to
If you are interested in other Arizona Regional Events you can subscribe to
Or join Burning Man’s Official Arizona Regional “On Topic” discussion list by sending an email requesting permission to be added to Arizona(at)burningman(dot)com.

To register, donate to the potty fund and down load maps go to Toast

Toast is an interactive community of Art, Music, Performance, and Participation. Toast is Radical self expression and radical self reliance. Everything you need to survive you must bring with you. Pack It, in Pack It Out, Leave no Trace, Participate! Toast is located in East Central Arizona near the New Mexico border about 25 miles south of Sanders Arizona near Witch Well. There are no services at Witch Well. The closest groceries, water and gas are 25 miles away in Sanders and St. Johns. Maps with directions are on our website.

Gary Taylor

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6 PM

Comfort & Joy’s Happy Hookup….from the folks who give pedicures in the desert: a plethora of pampering at this pre-Valentine’s Festival.

6:00 pm – 4 am @ the STUD

6$, 4$ with sock donation (one pair clean socks) includes
* experience auction, bizarre, entertainment
* 2$ comfort & joy cash to spend
* admission to reform skool


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On New Year’s Eve, sculptor and Black Rock Citizen Allen Christian set up his beautiful burn chimney, Burning Bowel in the parking lot behind House of Balls, in the warehouse district of Minneapolis. The 12 foot piece is cut into the surface of a stainless steel tube salvaged from the Cream of Wheat factory. Christmas tree tinder laid a bed of quick flame. Through the rear chute, urban pilgrims chucked divorce papers, rejection notices and old letters.

This first flame drew auras on the virgin metal. Many touched the surface, the oil in their palms permanently embossing their prints on it. Because it was all set against a bridge abutment, one felt a little like a troll approaching a giant. As the creosote from the trees accumulated beneath the tin man lid, flames licked his eye brows, fire emerged from his ears and sparks plumed like the feather in Robin Hood’s hat.

You can see images of the event at House of Balls. Allen will be burning his man again at 7:30 PM, February 12 at Normandale Community College in Bloomington, MN. This is a Wednesday, hump day, in February, hump month on the Burning Man calendar, just when we need a boost. So come out. Bring whatever wants to be cindered. For more info email houseofballs(at)aol(dot)com or (612)332-3992.

Mary Jane LaVigne

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{Soundtrack to the JRS: Cyndi Lauper’s “Time After Time” has been stuck in my head ever since we pulled out the guitar and sang it last night.}

Andie Grace, Actiongrl
Office of the Jack Rabbit


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