Thank you, R. Buckminster Fuller. For experimenting with geodesic domes decades before the term “hippie” even existed. Like the Cinerama Dome in our soon-to-be newly adopted city of Los Angeles. Thank you for having such a wonderfully stuffy sounding name and for being an unstuffy elder spirit guide to a generation of tuners in and droppers out at places like Drop City. For inventing the endlessly enchanting concept of a ‘Spaceship Earth.’ For making weird watercrafts and something like a prototype of what would become the VW mini-bus. For making outlandishly futurist objects straight out of science fiction into living realities — dreaming out loud, geometrically and in Technicolor. In the minds of our hearts we march through this life with belly band tattoos of the word ‘Buckminster’ in Old English because you, sir, are still an inspiration.