She's my favorite hippie.
Also, her cat is my favorite cat.

Not that there was a huge pool of applicants or anything, either for Best Hippie or Best Cat.

But still, you know... favorite. That's gotta count for something. I think.

a lovely person. a beauty.

Jenn is the Muse of Mosaics, the Diva of Inner City Gardening, the sorceress that turns into art anything she touches.

Can you tell I'm a fan?

OMG!!! Jenn is amazing! I still can't believe she ate the whole fresh Thai chili pepper at the Thai temple. I bow down to you. And I'm Thai, EVEN I wouldn't eat it. It's too HOT!!!

Well, I hope your butt made it to recovery. BAHAHAHA!!!

I remember snuggling down in the back of the cat bus in 2001 and relaxing. You had waved your arms and I jumped in the back window. I was very happy because I had pretty much finished my film and could wind down a little. I was high as a kite and sitting next to a very cute girl. Life was good.

We stopped right next to my camp and you mentioned Margaritas. I had a huge flask ready made so ran to get it. I could see my Suburban from the bus. The guy PROMISED he wasn't moving for "at least 10 mins" Liar. Haha.

When I returned 45sec later. No bus, no camera and no you. Life was bad.

I walked the entire Esplanade, then went for my bike, I did the whole thing again. Twice. At one point I stopped next to a water truck and thought "well, at least they don't spray at night. Wrong. Soaked from head to toe. I remember shouting out "Burning Man Sucks" very loudly.

I rode to the burnt man and scanned the horizon for the cat's eyes. It took forever, but eventually I spotted the bus a mile away. I rode as fast as possible. And there you were. Camera .... and some other boy (rats) in hand.

I've told that story many times because it's funny and I thought someone might know who you were.

Now I know who you are.

Thanks.

Margaritas?

Paynie