M and I went to see the Old 97s tonight. She was shocked I liked music and invited her to a show. I told her not to tell anyone. While in the Showbox I was looking around thinking about how contrived everything was. and I thought of Burning Man. When I came home and I was poking around I saw this photo from the missile silo at toorcamp getting a few views today. Work has been really tough lately. Looking back at these other events, and getting ready to head off to DC for another Shmoocon, I’m really glad I don’t take the easy road.

When I talked to J today about struggles at work, she turned it around and said at least I could get practice dealing with that situation. Hmm.