One year ago yesterday was the fatal motorcycle accident that took our friend Chuck from us. He is quite missed.

We went over to Val’s house last night for a little get-together; partly to catch up, partly to tell jokes and stories about Chuck. It was pretty nice, and I got to see some people I haven’t seen in a long time. I also got to meet some new people. Pam had a good time. I’m sure she’ll say more, but I could tell that she was happy to meet a group of people who didn’t look at her funny when she stated her ambitions. This was rarely true in Illinois.

One of them, Tim Spencer, is rather heavily involved in the Burning Man project. It was interesting to talk to someone who hasn’t turned cynical WRT to Burning Man; for him, it is all about the art and the communities. It’s nice to find someone who isn’t interested only for drugs and naked boobies. I simply must go next year – life is too short.