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From the monthly archives:
At my day camp, all of the staff members ditch their real names for the summer and adopt a chosen “camp name.” During the application and interview process, I always caution new employees to CHOOSE THEIR FUCKING NAME CAREFULLY, because they’re going to be stuck with it for the entirety of their camp lives. My [...]
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When Frankie first bought a truck, I was all “Really? You? An F150?” Because I just didn’t see it. But he was like, “Do you have any idea how awesome this will be for camp? Like, when we’re doing the pre-BBQ Costco shop and can easily haul everything back in one trip?” And I was [...]
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So my parents were in town last week. For five days. Which was wonderful because they’re my parents and I love them and it was my birthday, but there’s also the slight matter of them being MY PARENTS and the fact that they stayed in my tiny apartment for FIVE DAYS. Which is to say [...]
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I have a bright pink duffle bag that I use when I go on weekend trips. It’s the perfect bag really, big enough for all my shit, but small enough to still be considered a carry-on item and save me the fucking ridiculous minimum-$15-per-checked-bag fee. So this bag? it’s a good thing I’m such a [...]
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Because I’m an utterly fantastic daughter, I called my mom last Thursday to update her on my weekend travel details. “Okay so I’m picking two of the girls up from the Burbank airport tonight, and then we’re leaving for Vegas really early tomorrow morning.” “To meet the other blog people?” “They’re real people mom.” “That’s [...]
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