_If_ I ever go to Burning Man again, I ought to reverse engineer some TipToi pens and make some off-books with off-audio tracks and place them at one of the community bars. People out of their goard on LSD on Ketamine would be trapped in not just any hole: my digital hole. Could give some of those disturbing vibes of the voiced greeting card assemblies that were wedged in the doors of the portapotties, which sounds progressively more twisted due to battery decay and physical breakdown.