Chris and I were caught in the middle of a relentless dust storm, searching for our San Francisco friends on the last saturday of Burning Man 2008. We finally found Derek at the Part(l)y Naked camp along with a bunch of our SF friends and Jonathan and Kestrin. They gave us a warm welcome and some vodka and Red Bull. Then, we got sucked into the pornaoke... You haven't lived until you've been inside a tent with twenty or thirty people singing along with David Bowie's "Space Oddity" as the lyrics run across a hardcore porn video while a major white out dust storm rages outside. Or until you've seen Derek and Chris rap along with the Beastie Boys' "Paul Revere." They brought it. I was impressed. If the world brings a dust storm, I'm gathering all my friends and inviting them to party like it's 1999, pornaoke style.