The memorial was for Laughing Starheart, a radical faery type, artist and tattoo artist and singer, who used to be a staple at midwest gatherings back in the '90s. He had AIDS, and fell off the map at some point, and then a couple years later we heard he had died -- so we did a whole shrine for him at Samhain and people who only ever saw each other at festival showed up from three states away to toast his memory. And then later we found out he wasn't dead. Very weird, processing that one in reverse. I've no idea whether he is still alive, I haven't seen him nor heard tell of him for fifteen years or so at this point.

My portajohn story was from PSG, back when it was happening in Wisconsin. Apparently portajohn employees everywhere really like boobies. :-)