the witless
I'm going to Burning Ma'am this year. My darling clients over at Utilikilts gave me the golden ticket in a bar of chocolate (actually it was barbequed ribs) and the idea grew on me until it was as big as my body.
Now here I am buying final supplies and having meetings with my "pod". My camp is EPT (not the pregnancy indicator) and our theme this year is "El Pollo Molestado", or "The Annoyed Chicken".
The theme of Burning Man this year is Psyche.
But I decided I needed my own theme. That's the thing with Burning Ma'am. You need themes. Onionskin layers of themes until there's no detail left unthemed except for your own drunkenness. And even that has a theme.
So, partially because I thought it was a cool idea, and partially because I'm too lazy to come up with much in the way of costumes, I decided my theme would be The Witness. I even came up with my own logo. I even went so far as to bribe a friend into actually silkscreening it onto t-shirts (minus the spooky eye) that I'm going to wear the whole time. We were quite tempted to silkscreen one shirt with "The WITLESS" just to see if anyone was paying attention, but not quite tempted enough to actually do it.
Since everyone goes to Burning Ma'am to be really interesting...and have themes of all sorts, and take a bunch of Psilocybin and really grok the themes in relation to their own theme, I thought I would just have a theme that sat around and watched all the other themes. Like, how completely meta.