Maura's Illuminated Manuscript

But first: my booblets are now large enough that I can feel them if I walk fast. Running is now owie. This plays a part below.

After a hiatus enforced for two years by venue management, the raver kids and techno heads again took over the Pacific Science Center. I must confess I loved just talking to random people and soaking up the - I promised myself I'd never use this word in this sense, darn it - energy.

Musically, it was fun but not terribly adventurous. Usual suspect Love Virus was there with the house, and Future Nurses rocked the trance ghetto. Pleasant surprise: Hendrik, who's one of the guys who runs the Church of Bass, was in the chill area. I can't believe I'd never heard him before.

A certain promoter whose shows I'm not that crazy about (xaotica, you know who I mean) tries to get me to go to his shows again every time he sees me. To make matters worse this time, he insisted on giving me big, sweaty hugs. I finally said, "I have new boobs. They're a little tender." He let go. Who knew that would ever come in handy?

I saw co-worker B! I'd seen B at Artopia, so I had reason to believe he's cool. I went up and said yeau. That's the first time outside Halloween anyone in my group has seen me en femme. Turns out he was helping the Space Virgins out at the bar; he's planning on camping with them as I did. He'd never been to a PSC party before, so I had fun initiating him. And it turns out that B is the guy who burst into my office on St. Patrick's day dressed entirely in green and danced a jig! I couldn't identify him at the time because he had his face covered in green spandex, too. You don't know that, by the way.

Eye candy? Maybe not as varied as Norwescon, but still pretty good. The party got quite busy quite quickly. Please, please let us in there again.

ETA: Saw Yvette Soler, who's the person in charge of the PSC parties. She thanked me for the "pep talk" I gave her in Barcelona. Awww!

Remember back in February when I gushed even more than usual about a big ravey thing called Kinetic? Well, all of the same people are doing the same thing only bigger on November 11th in the same place, the Pacific Science Center. If you're at all interested in any kind of techno -- they'll have four stages -- or if you're the least bit curious, you need to go to this. With me. The people who organize these bring good music and a wonderful vibe to what has to be the best venue in town. As Bob is my witness it'll be worth the money. Ladies and gentlemen, Magnetic II. I'll be getting an extended curfew.