Toad: We Networked @ Church Camp

In 1985, or thereabouts, we were powerful, we were unbreakable, we were indestructible, we were all boyish and proud and full of everything that boys are, at fifteen, or thereabouts. It was a church camp. Don’t let that fool you, however. It wasn’t a place for “church” per se. Oh sure, they made us do the church thing in the evenings, and sometimes in the mornings.. but the rest of the time, it was an adventure in socializing with our peers. Forming cliques, dissolving cliques, and reforming old alliances, all in one week. Finding true love on Monday, losing it on Tuesday, running the panties up the flag pole on Wednesday, reconciling on Thursday, and saying goodbye and promising to write/call, but never follow through on that promise, on Friday/Toadman, Synaptic Disunion. More here .

• Jimmy Orr, Tornadoes, Rahm Emanuel’s ballet /Accidental Rabbit Trails
• Retrospect on Blogfest 2009 /Community Comment
• I hate electronics, and I really hate Radio Shack /Simple Mind
• Nonmotorized transportation survey reminder /Kootenai MPO
• Marianne’s madder than a hatter /Slight Detour

Question: Did you ever go to church camp or summer camp? What did you enjoy about it?

• Getting there: Heads or tails /Tumblewords
• True colors /A Family Runs Through It
• Boating safety isn’t just a slogan /Bay Views
• How many tax evaders are acceptable? And: Will Oprah review Rod’s book? /Dogwalk Musings
• Facing the facts /Gathering Around The Table
• Princess /Live, Love, Laugh, Hope
• Happy birthday, Dr. Seuss /Notes on a Napkin
• What’s inside /Nic
• Spring break /Silver Valley Stories

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