Updates from Another Dimension

Hi diddly ho, neighbor!

I'm at camp. The past week has been spent with just 5 other staff members, who make up all the other supervisors (our "mission team" for those who are so inclined). I've been learning how to motivate staff and doing waterfront-y things like assembling buddy boards, swimming with cinder blocks to put in ropes, and getting surprisingly sunburnt.

It's been kind of weird hanging out with just five people for an entire week, but we are getting along well. It's always eye-opening to experience a new camp culture. Everyone has such an interesting story.

Our Fine Arts supervisor is a pregnant Australian, which is a strange twist of events from another social circle.

No pyschopaths as yet.

Our camp is quaint and old-fashioned, with a beautiful view of Lake Huron. It's very Dirty Dancing. However, the frequency of finding random, gruesome crucifixes and pictures of Jesus in places like my bedroom closet and above the toilet has given me a creepy vibe. Like this is a place Carrie's pyscho quasi-Catholic mom would hang out. Yikes.

I don't like days that are fake bright. You know, the days where you leave the house thinking, "Oh, it's overcast, I don't need sunglasses" and then it ends up being sort of sunny but cloudy at the same time and you're squinting all day? Wtf.

Hopes I can run a waterfront. Still nervie. But I have my Fox 40 and I'm not afraid to use it. Buddy check!

Come see me. They're very cool about visitors here.