Where Katy Made The Desert Bloom

by thoughtsonthedead

“Kind of surprised you didn’t make it to–”


“–Burning Man earlier than this. Yeah, yeah: the Playa.”

“Black Rock City, my partner-of-the-heart.”

“Slow it down, honey. I’m really just in this for the nookie.”

“The what?”

“The nookie.”

“The what?”

“That was fun.”

“It was.”

“You need to join me in my psychonautical voyage, John. My rogue chemist has concocted a brand-new drug, plus I hired some sort of shaman. Have you met the Abandoned Gods?”


“They’re terrifying.”


“Mrs. Katy Jean.”

“–you should be working on your new album.”

“You mean my solo album. I am a Grateful Dead, now.”

“If you say so.”

“Anyway, that Swedish guy is doing it for me. They have my voice loaded into the computer.”

“They can do that?”


“Come home.”