There is a piece of art out on the playa called Crude Awakening. Tonight at 10pm, it's going to explode.

In 05 these artists created The Passsage, and that piece is currently on Embarcadero Street in SF, striding into the city.

The image to the right is from 06, and it's the same artists' work. At night, those Leaping Giants held and dripped flame.

The explosion tonight is going to be epic.

The Chronicle sent out a reporter to blog about the event, it sounds like she wasn't having much fun, at first. That was two days ago, though. Which feels like eons under an angry sun and blazing moon. This post is dead-on. You literally never know what is going to cruise around the bend in the road. I hope her experience takes a turn for the better.

The fact is, it takes effort, planning and forethought to have fun in Black Rock City.

Wired is doing a much better job capturing the true spirit of the playa. They are letting the images and creations speak for themselves. They also let the accused arsonist say a few things. Check it out.

The sun is making a final dive towards the horizon right now. The Man is back up. The nightbreeze is blowing through. The shadows are long and cool and the gorgeous glowing forms and flames of this final frivolous night are starting to wriggle and torch.

If there's any possibility left at all of us making the move to BRC, this is it.

And there it went.