The sun sets and Saturday night begins. I decided to set up a portrait
studio in front of the sunset, but I couldn't get the camera to
sync up with my studio flash.
Electric was here, and probably everyone else within a 50-mile range.
Strange faces everywhere. I was starting to feel the impact of our
growth. Alienation and all that. Who were all these locals and their
party came in with Winnemucca Dave and a 40-foot fire cannon.
Matao decided he could cross the path of the flame before the cannon
went off. That's how he got his new name, Scorch.
Boris was casually spinning his fire chains and toasting his pants,
or anyone else who got too close.
best part was when Suicidal Bunnies broke through the stage.