here goes. there was a festival, the
one world festival. this one was in crested butte, and i was the archivist. there were a boatload of telluriders up there(it's three hours away) and i procured more yayo than anyone has a right to have at one time. needless to say, there wasn't too much sleeping going on. we were housed in the sheraton, and after the night shows didn't want the party to stop. went up to my room with some folks and we all ended up in the bathroom because there was a sleeping roomate. the bathroom proved too small, so we ended up in the lobby playing gin(this was a regular occurance for us back in telluride, gin and blow, go figure). but the only place with any privacy was the lobby bathrooms, and the only horizontal non-porous surface in the bathrooms, was the top of the toilet tanks...
jr