Well, ticket in hand I'm still not sure how I'm going to transport my sorry ass to Burning Man. I'm not really worried since if it can't happen it can't happen. However, it's starting to be a source of stress. Mostly this is my fault for collapsing earlier this summer into a shambling puddle of discontent and not pouring any energy into planning anything. It's also perhaps somewhat daft to try and swing this thing on a solo basis.
Nevertheless, I'll proj on. It occurs to me that I'm going to be in Eugene at least the friday before I want to leave, so trying to get a ride from there might be an option. That means I need to carry all my gear with me, but since I'm going camping on the way up there... it's so crazy it just might work.