Part 3 of Camp Life (Warning: Explicit Language) All points lead to hell and there’s no escape, that’s for sure. And it’s especially true of my time at Camp Prison-Shit, because, dammit, we were in wild country, where anything can … Continue reading
I’m not one to point out the obvious but you may have noticed that a certain yours truly has been out of commission. This is on account that my daughter’s been home for a visit, and you know what that means.
Everything else falls by the wayside! Continue reading
Let’s chew the fat, shall we? If you ask me, that’s all I’ve been doing lately. And by this I actually mean trying to get rid of the saggy bits on my body, if you know what I mean.
It all started with my friend, Clare.
It all really all started with my doctor who at a recent checkup said, that a certain you-know-who should think about losing a few, well, we don’t have to go into details here, do we? You can figure it out.
So, where was I? Continue reading
Dear Time Warner Cable: Give me back my email! It’s been 10 days with no ability to receive or send email whatsoever. And all you have to say about the matter is that you’re having “issues.” Well I have issues … Continue reading
If you were to ask me to pinpoint the moment I realized camp was hell, I couldn’t say. From the outset, I knew this camp would be different. It was for city kids who’d never really experienced the outdoors before. I’d seen an ad for the camp on TV and thought it looked like immense fun, but what did I know? The commercial depicted scenes of gleeful children splashing around in a lake, and taking part in potato sack races and sing-alongs around the campfire. What lucky kids, I had thought at the time. Continue reading