This year's Man was adorned with very nice neon at night. I thought the colors and design were a big improvement over last year. After Pepe's opera which ended around 5 am Sunday morning, I tried getting out to the Man to photograph him while it was still dark. I knew that in less than 24 hours he would be reduced to blackened ashes.

But instead I got sidetracked by a very nice guy named Ken who had a flamethrower to play with. Me and this cute gal from Oakland named Stacy were sidetracked for at least half an hour playing with this great toy. So much fun that I need to build myself one of my very own. Now if only I had gotten Stacy's email address...