So, how is He going to fix everything? Well it’s simple. He’s going to use the national weather control machines for good rather than evil. I can’t believe no one though of it before! No more hurricanes and droughts. No more indulgent sunshine. I’ve been saying it for months. Obama!

Everyone had opinions about how the world would end. The real shame is that they were all partially right. It was war, famine, pestilence and death. It was foolishness and apathy and pigheadedness that finally dropped us into chaos and the darker ages, I’m a lucky one. I’m a Crasher.

It has been noted that I seem to update my facebook status often. Yes, I do have a mobile version on my phone. But I also have a mobile version of twitter as well. Twitter is this social networking platform that lets you do micro blogging from anywhere in text message size. What can you say about your exact situation in 140 characters or less?  It’s kind of like facebook or tribe, in that you have followers and you follow people. But hen you get these little “tweets” from people telling you where they are, what they’ve been seeing, and who they just spotted in the four seasons.  And it links up to Facebook and Myspace. I tweet when I update my blog (when I remember) and I tweet from set, when being on the internets is inconvenient.  

Now here’s the thing. If I am following your movements on twitter, I know where and what you are doing and with whom… well as much as you like to share. Likewise, if I am out with someone who is also on twitter, I can say where we are. It has people know what is going on in my life and know what I am doing. So if for example you too were going to the magic castle last night, you would have been able to say hello. 

The more information we are able to share, and the faster we can do it, the more connected we become. One of my favorite quotes is from Arthur C. Clark:

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

If you pay attention to my facebook updates, or my twitter feeds, or my blog, think about how much you could know about me that even my closest family doesn’t (if only they would figure out how to read my blog regularly). Perhaps being psychic has as much to do with broadcasting the information as anything else.  Think of what a time traveler from 1985 (Like Marty McFly) would think of our communications in this era.  He would be blown away. Now think of what someone from 1969, the year we put a man on the moon. Or better yet, the last great depression. We would be thought of as heretics!

While I appreciate the encouragement to write, and to keep updating, broadcasting the contents of my head to for others to know in their heads is a one way street. Make this a two way communique, write yourself! Update those statuses and twitter feeds. Subscribe to twitter and follow Spaceman23, Connect and share. Spread out the network. See how much your psychic little brain can carry and broadcast your greatness through every medium. Be known. 

It’s a fun time, lets keep playing big.

It always is, huh? Getting my blog all sorted out, getting the RSS feeds working, getting the widgets, getting my generous friends to talk and try and work things out together to get the site up… it’s all been so much more involved than I anticipated. It’s coming together, but slowly. I keep needing to learn new skills, find new resources, discover more and hardest of all, create new content. 

The creating new content is the hardest part, really. Writing every day and not repeating myself is tricky. I love to find new ways of thinking about things, but the more I actually chronicle that thinking, the more it seems like more of the same. Forget trying to put together a longer work, it seems like this is all the time I even have to write. 

I am finding myself wanting to learn more about designing for the web. There has got to be a simpler way than trying to get my busy friends to do it for me. I want to be able to pop up a website and add modules to my blog. Wordpress, the blogging site I use, it formats what I write into an HTML format for me, and I can open that up from time to time and place links…  but my mind doesn’t quite think in that way. I should say, yet. There’s something missing. 

I’m not resisting the work. It’s just that it can seem overwhelming from where I am sitting now. My mind already seems filled up to me, and somehow I keep cramming more and more in, and somehow it sticks. And my mind hurts. 

It’s this way in every area of my life too! It’s all getting more complex and there is just more and more to do. My love life, my job, my writing, my interpersonal and online relationship; all are expanding and patterning in whole new and wilder directions.  

I seem to remember, in elementary school, my teachers saying that a human being only uses about 10% of their brain. I keep having this feeling that maybe, just maybe, that numberis 25+ years old and completely outdated. Because it seems to me that we are processing more and more on a daily basis. Today, we deal with order of magnitude more symbols than that elementary school teacher in 1984 could have dreamed of. In 1984 there were like 8 channels of television in Los Angeles.  That was the maximum bandwidth of information in. Libraries were organized according to the Dewey Decimal System and that was the most effective way to get to information. The idea of answering machines were just catching on. 

Think about how much we process on a daily basis. It’s insane. And it keeps getting faster. 

Damn, I have a lot of work to do.

So this is just a quick update, my blog is now completely at www.spaceman23.com , and I couldn’t be happier. 

Unfortunately, RSS feeds, and various connections and details are going to need some tweaking, so it’s not 100% ready quite yet. But the good news is that the site is up!  Thanks to Ph0oka for the design and Brian Shaw for the tech. You guys rule.

At dawn, two days ago. Thursday morning. I sling my suitcase over my shoulder and grab my laptop and cross the street to where my pilot friend Scott was camped. We drive out to the airport on a tiny art car, I am still up from a wild night before. The three of us pile into the little Piper plane. “It’s a lot like driving a car,” scott says, “only about ten times more difficult and if you make a mistake while flying, you probably die.”   We see all the sights that I am used to seeing from the ground, Burning Man, Gerlach, Empire, Pyramid Lake, Reno. The Man is so tiny, the event looks so small. 

At the Reno Airport we land in a plush terminal and get chauffeured over too the actual airport where sad burners leave and jubulant burners can’t wait to get there.  I manage to move my flight up a few hours, fall asleep immediately, miss my flight, and end up taking the flight I was scheduled on. 2 hours sleep in 2 and a half days. I squeezed every ounce of waking burn out of those last few days. 

Then I arrive in Denver to the madness of the DNC going on. Obama’s speech is blasting in the Super Shuttle. I am moved to tears many times from airport to hotel. Could it be that Obama actually gets it?  I want my golden age, and I am sure that McCain ain’t gonna give it to me. Our hotel is in downtown Denver, and the DNC has just ended and the city is alive with political hope and joy. It’s infectious. 

Now, I’m working with the Do Lab.  A big convention center. Culture shock. I gotta go to work. More to come.

“So it was a pretty amazing beautiful day today, huh KJ?”

“I don’t know, pretty hot and windy. I dealt with a lot of windstorms.”

“Well it sure looked interesting from the window.”

So, maybe my view of the playa is a little skewed. Doing the noon to 6pm shift is almost not fair. But I think that happens too when you are fully acclimated. I feel great! If you want to catch me in the box, here is my schedule for the next few days.

Today, 8am-noon. Tonight, I help put up the circus tent in the red nose district.

Friday 8am-noon

Saturday 8am-6pm 

Sunday- off

Monday noon-6pm

Then I am off for the rest of my time here. Until Thursday morning sometime. 

So last night, I got the shower up. It is awesome. It’s the shower tent from Cabella’s (Cabellas.com). They have a shop in reno if you still want one.  So I had that first cleansing shower. Oh my fucking GODS! wow. It felt so great! 

So I decided to go on a walk. See some friends, see what is cooking in the city. The Circque Berzerk crew had just landed. I ran into KJ and we checked out the fondue and  primus party. We rolled around the playa and checked out the headless man (headless, but he has a box, a clean and tight box). We rolled around and got lost and ran into John P. building a spaceport just down the road from me. I’m really liking my neighborhood. 

more video:

 http://www.youtube.com/user/spacemaneric

I made it to Baltimore. I got lost. I forget how different the east coast is. No grids. It took me a while to get to the hotel, and even when near the hotel, I still missed it. Baltimore is a strange city for sure. 

I saw this incredible lightning storm out the window in the wee hours between Las Vegas and Baltimore. It was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. So quiet and powerful and cool. We were above the clouds, in clear sky and off to the right, every second or so flashes would erupt from this storm front. I got maybe 2 hours of uncomfortable rest last night. I’ll sleep a warrior’s rest tonight. 

I’m meeting Jedi in 5 minutes in the lobby. We start building structures for V-Fest today.