Today's Moment of Zen is brought to you by the letters U, P, and S.
So our remaining boxes that we had shipped back from Sacramento arrived today (thanks K&C for your help with that errand!) and as the UPS guy dropped them off in the front hallway, he raised one eyebrow and said, "There's some weird powder coming from these."
At which Mark & I chuckled and assured the poor guy it was just Playa dust, y'know, from Burning Man. And then we proceeded to have the "Burning What?!?" conversation until the UPS guy'd had enough and left, shaking his head.
Heh. You can take the Burners off the Playa, but you can't ever quite get the Playa (dust) off the Burners and their stuff!
PS. For those of you keeping score at home, the Nice Professor Lady fell through. So it's back to the drawing board to try to find a tenant! :(