I love this Violet Blue article on Burning Man. It cracks me up. I’ve been to burning man twice and will probably never go back. I think it’s vaguely cool that people are so into it, and every year as the buzz about it grows and it gets closer and closer to Labor Day weekend, I get the slightest itch to go back. But I’ll never scratch it — it’s just not my scene. I love the art, I love the enormous installations, I love the community feel, I love the communal environmental activism, I even sort of love the playa and don’t mind being covered in dirt all the time. But it’s a little too hip for me, a few too many people that are too into it, and a little too much effort to be in costume for an entire week. It’s like one big rave where everyone looks and is cool, and I don’t do either well.
In other news: out of body experiences scientifically explained. Now we know that it’s not a) a psychic phenomenon, and b) it’s not just something that happens to loonies. Just imagine the applications in porn!