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That's it, you made it, give yourself a pat on the
back. Digital Dan also has a bunch of pics of the trip posted, check
em out. And hit the wrybread sitemap
for other shinanigans.
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oooh, that was fun. thanks for writing it up. when can we go back?
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I don't know why but I can't stop talkin' in this southern accent. people find it a little irritatin' at this point. what's a girl to do?
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whooo hooo
i be knowin wathin ya mean you dirty little bitch---lets go down yonder again real soon ya hear-
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yassur. you'll get down yonder when hell freezes over. what can I say but it's tuffa to be a dirty little bitch than it is to be a lady
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VERY, very cool pics. Thanks for the show.
Odd but interesting bits of trivia: Pyramid Lake is where Norman Mailer went for several weeks in the 40s to get NV residency for a "quickie" divorce from his wife so he could marry Marilyn Monroe. He shared an abode there with Saul Bellow, who was there for the same reason (different women, though). Saul needed to release stress so he kept hiking out to the desert to yell for a while. Funny about the name, isn't it?
Also it's the home of a very rare and ancient species of fish that only occurs in that lake and nowhere else in the world.
I have been to Pyramid Lake and treasure my jar of sand from its shore. I am sure it is powerful, how could it not be?
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Powerful sand, where's the brownies?
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Wherein we have endured a too-cute-for-words band of Californian potheads as they trample the Stone Mother, simulate sex with the Pyramid, and invade a burial cave. All this by the light of a cow shit fire, because they were too stupid to bring wood. Alas, it looks like the invasion has truly begun.
And it’s TUFA, by the way.
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Thanks for sharing the pics and words.
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so, nobody took their clothes off the whole trip? or was everybody just camera shy?
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