As part of doing Young Life, I went on what they call a Work Crew weekend where we went to a camp that several clubs in the area were attending. It was our job to keep things clean and and nice looking around the camp the whole time. Ellen and I drove from Anderson and arrived promptly and on time, as opposed to being late as usual...a fact that was thrown in our face at least a few times during the weekend. Dave "Bad Karma" Etling started our trip off on a good note by picking up a van with a flat tire.

After arriving in Baghdad, Kentucky...no kidding on the name, we were all a little wary of it, we unloaded the buses of incoming campers and sang happy songs to them to let them know we were glad they were there. Those campers who let us take their valuables, some weren't willing, then went to meet together and left us to move their stuff. Bare in mind, all of this was foolish on their part.

Jamie was promptly removed from camp for her careless suggestions. Meet Bryan. Bryan told me of a beautiful thing called Blooping. Females weren't allowed to know what it meant so they did what all females do in a situation like this. They invent their own little fake word and make up something utterly stupid and attempt to make each other feel not dumb. So at Young Life Work Crew Weekend the females once again fell to the genius of Blooping.

One of our consistent jobs over the weekend was to clean all the table during "Feeding times" Lara did a great job of pepping me up and keeping the rest of the gang motivated through her hard-working example.

Meet Jake Drake. Love the Drake. Jake and I got the dubious honor of preparing the giant valley of the campground for what turned into about 40 seconds of pudding warfare..which I didnt even get to see. Anyways picture about 30 of them drums of pudding and dumping them into trash cans and dixie cups and you can pretty much get the idea.

The night of the second day there was a wonderful program of skits and shtuff thrown together. Me and several other workcrew kids were designated to help with this skit which involved a drill and a little girl positioned a little too close to the backside of the board.

Apparently quite a bit because the skit got axed as the nite progressed. I was peeved but not half as badly as the poor leader who had the starring role in it. Anyways after the program was finished, all us workcrew kids listened to Lou tell the history of Ebenezer Pinecomb.

Bryan and I were two of the lucky few who were given the job of Stagehand for the evening variety show.

Here are the others. The guy on the left was the one who was in charge of the previously mentioned drill skit. We were all a little bitter about it at this point.

Some were more bitter than others.

After the stagehand show was done, the band played so that the kiddies could dance and grind the nite away. Bryan and I had had our eyes on Dave all nite.

During the dance, Ellen was put in charge of selling colas. We turned up about 30 dollars short.

We then separated from all the kids and got a wild game of Mafia going amongst just us workcrew members. Things got pretty hairy between Newbold and Dave. See Dave's played the game a million times and claims he's never been Mafia...sure. To make things short, Dave and Kate got in a wild fight over who was the sheriff. It wasn't pretty.

The next day at breakfast, Bryan made the stupid decision to inform one of the ladies that we'd just met over the weekend of the truth of Blooping. Well he told her under the agreement that she'd keep it a secret since he'd probably never see her again. So of course, she went and told all the other girls and he spent the rest of breakfast trying to convince everyone that he had actually lied to the original girl. It was a sad display.

We then started cleaning up the whole camp as the campers finished with their last club of the weekend and Dave took a half hour power nap in order to not crash on the way home, thanks Dave. I was given a pair of lost shorts to try on. They were kinda tight.

Jamie and I went to awaken Dave from his power nap.

Here's the work crew. See...we do stuff so others don't have to. Just like that monkey on Saturday Night Live.

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