I would love to hear folks' stories about the niftiest person or thing they've seen out and about in the outside world that simply MUST have either been to or is destined for the playa. I'm not talking about obvious venues like Flambe lounge, or to/from BRC, but an art car randomly on the street in December, or something similar.
I keep thinking about something I read my first day on the playa (ever!)[last year]... something about the population of BRC being 30,000+, but it is never the same 30K, so there must be thousands of us sneakily assimilating the outside world, growing to a critical mass to change the world... Is there such a thing as burner-dar? (like gay-dar, but different)
MY favorite thing seen in the outside world was a playa bike locked up at a Bart station in Oakland for a couple of months, complete with sparkly feather boa and caked-on dust. Made me smile with nostalgia every day as I walked to face my (at the time) blah job and evil, mean boss.
'No one will see. The sun but rises. Please. Dance with me.' They did not want to dance. But, celebrating they knew not what, they did. -A Medicine for Melancholy, Ray Bradbury