May 16th, 2003

fashionable

Morning sortee with tent...

Kirsten had a fight this morning with the tent in an attempt to remove playa dust... a fight which she bloodily lost.

I, however, turned it inside out, hung it from the fence, attacked it with a soft bristle scrubber and soapy water, hosed it off, wiped it with a slightly moist cloth, and voila... dust eradicated, reduced to scattered contingents and easily mopped up pockets of resistance.

All hail the slightly bedraggled victor!