Edition 26 Delayed

Welp, I must send in a small order of apologizes with an extra large side of fries.

Edition 26 promised to be the greatest of them all, to be mailed from Black ROck City, dripping with that smelly organic soot. Unfortunately I couldn't finish in time, brought my typewriter to the burn, then lost the original anyway. I never even busted out the typewriter, for why? Nobody knows. Hopefully someone ground scored the original, took over my endeavors with a Dutch translation and now distributes the raver tip to hardcore European ravers at mass quantities.

So please be patience good subscribers. I do have draft copies I considered sending out, but my receptionist still has yet to be hired and I'd rather not send out some subpar BS akin to edition 13.

Raver Tip Newsstand @ Sunset Campout

What chaos! Welp, we did it. The Raver Tip erected a shanty booth at Belden town for the magical Sunset Campout. We invented a dice game to determine which article you received and to give away mind controlling collector cards and candy. Basically you rolled a 20 or a 12 sided die (or both) and if you got the highest roll you won a prize and a bonus spin. One contestant (bless her magic luck) won 2x in a row and took home the grand prize of anything on the table. She took the complete Raver Tip catalog!
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Anyway, we tried not to get any pictures of the booth, but the federail came over and snapped some cute pics. Thanks to the Dr. for her writing and do it all support, and Maroon Enterprises for supplying the temp known as “Joe.” Thanks also to hand piece sr. for all the excellent interviews. Looking forward to doing this again, but with a much larger news team. We definitely needed a news anchor (although we did hire one, check’s in the mail Ms. Smith), paper delivery folk, weather woman, on site field reporter (please study MXC’s Guy LeDouche for example work), maybe a cameraman and a key grip. 
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Which brings me to the non-filler content of thisblast... We need a dungeon master! To avoid lawsuits it will technically be called a Warehouse Master, for the new sport: Warehouses and Ravers. Basically you run a mini nerd campaign winning tipsand prizes along the way.
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WAREHOUSES AND RAVERS 
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Step 1: RELAXStep 2: MONIKER: roll a 4 sided die to get a character. You will acquire a raver moniker (and abilities!) from a 80s baseball card or a magic card. Prizes: cardsStep 3: TRANSPORTATION: roll a 6 sided die to see how and if you make it to the rave. Prizes: candy

Step 4: ATTIRE + WEAPONS: roll a 10 sided die to pick the functionality and astetics of your gear. Prizes: sorg shorts + knives + swordsStep 5: DRUGS: roll a 12 sided die to see if you get high or drop a stash in the porto. Go for bonus spins! Prizes: pixie sticksStep 6: VENUE EXPLORATION: roll a 16 sided die todetermine the warehouse/ club and to see if you can find any secret passages. Prizes: treasure mapsStep 7: DJs: roll a 20 sided die to see if there are any secret legendary guest dj appearances, or if the DJs k-hole and fuck everything up. Here’s where you get your raver tips and get to hear hot or putrid tracks and can win big. Prizes: full subscriptions, catalogs, anything on the table.
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Still making this shit up, but play acting, and voiceovers will help make this more popular than texas holdem. If you roll a bunk roll you may get 86’d from the campaign unless you can divulge us with your own raver tips or take a super soaker to the ————————- (body part).
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So inspiring to receive all the radiant and confusing feedback, thank you to everyone who stopped by and to all the new friends made :)





Tip from actual camper- Raver Tip #4.5: sideways cordurooooooy pants!

Typewriter Gunmouth 4 Hire

Here lies the 4th article of edition 14. We do not plan to post the precious Raver Tip content here (without heavy redaction and censoring), but this well-written ad really synopsizes the work we look for. Plus, as it says at the end, we sick of trimming. Send an email to TheRaverTip@gmail.com to receive your very own custom irreverent brazen mind dumps.

How long you think the zilla guy stood there, based on the God guy’s wrap around shades.. I’ma guess only long enough for the picture.

Easy question here, but guess who owns this butt vortex? First to correctly answer will receive a free trial Raver Tip mail order membership.

One Fragment at a Time

Writing initiative comes fleetingly; so, any time a sentence of worth pops into my head that’s occasion enough to fire up the generator and plug in the typewriter.

Sneak preview of something? Maybe nothing. 

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So the Beautiful Song Bird’s Singing Woke Me Up

Now I lay wide awake, unwanting to get up and accidentally wake up the rest of the house. Whatever bird sang those tunes though... wow, really dropped some hot notes. Chilling. Sounded almost like techno, but all analog and beautiful, such range this avion possesses. Seriously, humans suck at singing, like all of them, compared to this bird. Phenomenal work, couldn't be more impressed. Anyway, the song riveted me into consciousness and so here I am trawling the web for cheap shit for The Raver Tip booth. Big announcement coming soon!

But yes here are some of the gems I found in the weehours:
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Probably just as worthless as a dremel drill, but possibly the newest thing since the typewriter.

Slanging dogs

I may actually cop some cbd juice

A full rave in 9-16 seat segments

Pretty serious about upgrading my pathetic comforter game too, maybe not during the 100• weather though. Or... buy low, sell high? Get it now?

Pretty dope, maybe I’ll put in one of those asshole half price offers. Really don’t need a motorcycle tho. Focus...

Clearly the oldest golf cart on the paths today.

Check yourself into the rave.

Foldable booth? Renegade...https://sfbay.craigslist.org/eby/for/d/san-leandro-beast-1-dj-event-facade/6920424375.html

Well that does it for tonight. Shopping complete without blowing any holes in any accounts.

Deer in a Rave Light

For the first time in 3 weeks I departed ways from a typewriter. After bringing my travel type buddy along to Mexico and Alaska, I thought we both needed a break. Big mistake. Well, no we needed a break. I don’t know whT I’m saying... I left it at home instead of taking it to the woods. Wow this paragraph sure fell down outta the gates. 

Fuck words, I’m still drain bread from the rave this last weekend. What an idiot! Here’s some pics.. I took 4 or 5 the entire time :)

Horrible plastic packaging for “LED”s which contribute to the major problem of plastic! Can I get a goddamn candle or halogen please!! LEDs and those curly bulbs can suck one.

Mama deer, trying to eat Kat’s crackers or licorice

Mama deer inspecting my bullshit cooler without a drain valve (desperately lacking ice, beer and easy to eat food as well). & cute little ones in background.

Excellent diagram/ map for Deringer to find a camp spot.

Cute cat tapestry saving our asses from the cruel sun

Bringing records to the closing dj to “help” his 6/7/8 hr marathon set. He played it! Woot. Hurray for ocean waves captured on vinyl, viva hawaii!

ZorgManeuver

Cool shit from Vancouver

Jump don’t slide.

You can smoke weed out front the airport

Got a techno record, cool shop

Salvador Dali

Atop the Space Needle thing