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“Nothing as tragic as no more magic, so break the cage of the digital age, but only if you are content with where you went and you have a minute to listen to your inner rhythm and keep the flowers, but next time use less cologne, and just because it's all in the wrist, don’t even try to give me a twist, give me ambiguity or give me something else… like growlers of beer!”
That was as close as I could get in making a paragraph out of the words found in the caps of some Magic Hat beer at camp last week, and my birthday week fell on Camp Week this year too! Hot-Diggity-Dog, the timing couldn’t be more perfect! There’s nothing quite like Camp Week, everyone can’t wait to get there and no one wants to leave, and if you emerge from camp week unscathed physically or mentally, then you just weren’t doing it right!
Brutus, Olive Oil, Alice from Wander Land, Crash the Sardine Man, Q, ROCKsand and Mountain Man Sawshisquat were present for my ‘Camp Birthday Party’, which was totally friggen awesome! I only got hit in the head by one beer can, one stone to the nuts and only one trip to the local bar in my tights, so it went well! Alice, Olive and Q, our mood enhancement guide, made me a very yummy birthday cake in the coals of the campfire, which had some blue blood clot looking things in it but tasted a lot like blueberries’, I was glad about that and I’m not kidding either!
Rocksand and Sawshisquat had to leave on Monday and Alice left on Tuesday but Thumper and her main squeeze Dale, who I hope doesn’t know a farmer, at least he didn’t have one in him nor was he singing “Hi-Ho the Derry-O” when they came to camp on [/ezcol_1half]
Wednesday, and get this… it was Thumper’s birthday week too!
WooHoo more cake!
Stosh and Kitty Puffs came on Friday for Thumper’s birthday and Stosh showed us how to ‘man up’ which I think may scar me for life, Kitty Puffs was just being her real hottie self and just full of surprises!
One of the fun parts of Camp Week for me is re-meeting people I’ve already met but don’t remember meeting, but they remember meeting me… more than once! Then of course I have to ask if they still liked me after meeting me the first few times, and their answer will tell me if I or they were an assbag or not when we met and/or re-met! ROCKsand and Stosh were a re-meet for like the fourth time and it turns out neither of them were assbags but I might have been but they don’t remember if I was!
WooHoo!
Campfire stories are one of the best parts of Camp Week, no one really knows when the stories start, but they usually happen when everyone gets toasted just enough but still able to speak without drooling, which could happen after the swapping of spit with the repeated Passing of the Crown ritual! Now the Passing of the Crown ritual on Saturday made Kitty at some point become ADHD and dropping her stories right before the punch lines to become ‘One with the Fire’, and then…
~Snarp
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