The Wandering Monkey

I'm at a truck stop in the middle of Nevada somewhere, east of Reno. They have an Internet terminal here at 25cents per minute (so this will be short).
Burning Man was not too far from here. I went three times, and each time I had fun half the time and I did not have fun the other half. Each time, though, it was a catalyst for change. After my third visit I decided not to go anymore.
Damn catalysts...