I'm glad I am back in Birmingham, but, wow! I miss the burners! And I hate doing all these damn dishes! And I have no idea when I can get my laundry done! Or my homework! And if you're wanting to see pictures, hell, I have no clue when those will come off of my camera! But this was the best burn I have ever had. It was full of golden glorious moments, from the FA dome (which was, like, six hours of moments!) to operating a propane flame thrower while I was dressed as Tinkerbell. Greeting people at the gate, lighting the lamps at night, watching the Effigy go up in flames, waiting for the Temple to burn: My "real life" is beautiful enough, but life at a burn is off the charts, beyond anything I can explain.