Here we sit like birds in the wilderness.

I miss Girl Scout Camp.

Okay, I know I've been away from camp for awhile (not really that long. Only one summer, one loooong summer) but I'm used to the topic of camp popping up in random places pretty frequently. Like a person might think I look familiar and it turns out they went to camp and know me from there.

woohoo, local celebrity! "That's Dragon, she has a tattoo."

The point of this ego-stroking post is that I was at a poker night last week (by the way I took 2nd place and won $20. Not bad for never playing before) and I made a motion on the edge of the table, which is not vulgar you dirty minded perv, but rather a camp song/game. I wish I could explain the motions because it's pretty fun to do and if you get really good and fast at it you can impress people in bars and get beers bought for you.

Anyway, I made this motion and one of the girls playing recognized it as a camp thing. Normally I would have asked if she had attended Camp Whispering Pines but this time I couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew that being from Texas the chances of her going to my camp were slim to none and I'm not ready to not be a local celebrity.