maybe the best day at camp i have ever experienced

So yes... Saturday at Camp Ridgecrest dominates in a mighty way. On the Saturdays when we have Carnival (like yesterday), we switch the schedule all around and have Sock War in the morning, skills in the afternoon, and Carnival at night. Let me just TRY to explain how suh-weet it was. The Sock War theme was X-Sock III, and the introduction culminated with Calen riding in on the top of a car as Magneto and Billy riding a motorcycle up the hill at a ridiculous speed in true Wolverine fashion. Little known fact about me: I was obsessed with X-Men as a child. Like, I wanted to be a mutant with every normal, boring bone in my body. And sometimes I actually wonder why I had no friends until i was 17. Awesome. But, I got my nerdy high for the day with the X-Sock intro and proceeded to spend the rest of the afternoon "supervising" swimming skill by laying out and tanning on the blob tower and the dock. It was incredible. Carnival started at 6, and I was signed up to be in the dunking booth from 6-6:15. The water in that thing was ungodly cold. It literally hurt my feet to touch it. Of course, I was dunked over and over. I was not very happy, but kids get a sick pleasure from seeing authority figures embarassed, so I just sucked it up. At Carnival, the kids play games to get "Ron Dollars," which they can use later in the night to buy prizes for their cabin at the auction. One of the prizes is Mystery Late Night Dinner, which is where we take the winning cabin to Huddle House at 11:30 at night. Essentially, it is a chance for us to see half-asleep 7-year-olds interacting with crazy townies in the middle of the night. In two words, awkwardly awesome. I spent the remainder of my Carnival night going to all of my Apache (but especially Cabin 1) telling them to get Ron Dollars. As the night wound down and the auction took place, Cabin 1 secured the prize. I actually did a dance in celebration of this feat. First of all, they came in 3rd place in the camp, beating all of the teenagers. Ooh holler. But, I was excited mostly because one of the campers in Cabin 1 is... Brant Wrobleski. If you are not familiar with this incredible child, please refer to earlier posts to be enlightened. I got to experience Huddle House with Brant last year, and it was an outing for the ages. He continually asked for "mow peppew fow my chicken tendews." That kid... We cleaned up from Carnival and then began preparing for a birthday party for our camp director, Ron Springs. There are a number of things you should know about this party. It is a celebration of his 60th birthday. Interestingly enough, his 60th birthday is not for another 10 years and 1 month. It was really just an excuse for the staff to leave their cabins and party up at the infirmary. We moved all the beds out of the way in the infirmary and blasted a little Ursher and danced, ate cake, drew the belly button on the Ron, and got crunk... for Jesus. It was amazing. Ron had to leave early, so we had a dance competition in which Billy Jones got low with a cutout of Ron on the wall. We even played about 30 seconds of "Fantasy" by Luda until someone realized that "I wanna lick, lick, lick, lick you from your head to your toes" was not an appropriate lyric to be playing in a predominately male group of Christian camp staff members. So... song change. I got to chill a little with some of the SALT dudes, who dominate hardcore. They are 17-year-old volunteers who work their butts off for camp. We like them a lot. But... yes... amazing day. Oooooooh... best story from Carnival. One of the Cabin 2 campers came running by me with his counselor. He was holding his butt and going, "I can't make it! I can't make it!" He was thisclose to pooping his pants. I sent him inside the Lake Lodge to use the restaurant, but the smell he sent my way as he passed made me chuckle and think sadly, "It's too late." Poor counselor. Holler back.