| Overheard in the dining tent: "I don't care where it's been, I'm not sticking it in there!" Steven: "Chris, I think I can take care of that when it's over, over" Chris: "OK, great, over" Steven: "Over, over, over" Chris: "Over and under" Steven: "Over Under, Over" Chris: "In and around, over" Radio communication between me and Chris, which quickly degenerated into "Airplane" Michael, another crew member, as I washed the pink, purple and orange out of my hair from "Halloween Day" at camp: "Either Captain Mylar is in the next stall or something is horribly wrong over there" Brandon, another crewer at 6:30 one morning: "Well, you're in an awfully good mood this morning" Another unidentified crewer nearby: "He's always like that. You should have seen him at 4." "Where's the grass skirt this year?" No less than two dozen guys by the end of the first day. "Weren't you Mylar Man last year?" No less than a dozen people before the ride even started. Unidentified rider: "My mother-in-law informed me the other day that she takes a dump every day. Using those words." Erik, another rider: "That must be the technical term." Steven: "Yeah, real technical. Like pinch a loaf." Dennis, yet another rider: "Ew." Steven: "Just wait. By the second day, this is all we'll be able to talk about." Lynne, looking at several hundred people as stage fright sets in: "Didn't you say 'little' talent show?" Steven, between songs, hand over mike: "Lynne, we should do Take me home, country roads!" Lynne, completely stagefright-struck: "Uhh, duhhh, uh.... OK?" Lynne on the way to her car after the talent show: "You owe me BIG TIME!" Steven, pointing at biker shorts hanging up in lost and found: "What's the pattern on the other side?" The great patient goddess of lost and found who wishes to remain unnamed: "I'm not touching them again to find out, and when you turn them around, you'll find out why." Lost and Found Goddess, while going through the bag of lost and found from the shower truck: "EW!" After screeching to a halt in the rain in Fredericksburg and nearly plowing Phyllis over, Chris informs me: "Boy, these things sure don't stop on a dime, do they?" And, as sometimes happens, there's a Vignette of the Day: As Chris and I drove from Camp One to Camp Two, (Williamsburg to Fredericksburg) I was navigating. We were on the road only half an hour or so and I said: "Hey we're almost here." Chris: "Are you sure?" Steven: "Chris, it says travel time, 33 minutes!" Chris: "What are the riders doing? Going around in a loop for eight hours?" At the last intersection, we pulled up and both said: "Oh my god, riders!" Steven: "They must be REALLY fast!" Keep in mind, we were working on very little sleep, so it still hadn't dawned on us what had happened. We pull up to the puzzled policeman, rolled down the window and said "Is Camp that way?" Puzzled Policeman: "Camp?" Steven: "Yeah, we're looking for..." silence "SHIT! I read the directions to the first Pit Stop!" Needless to say, we turned around and drove off into the sunrise, looking for camp... Unnamed Camp Services Crew Member: "One shoe? We have one shoe in lost and found? How the hell do you lose just one shoe?" Random person in crowd on closing ceremonies: "Where did you guys come from?" Mary, a fellow Camp Services Crew Member: "Olney, MD!" Unidentified person: "Actually, Norfolk, VA" Mary laughs hysterically. "I only like them when they're firmer." David, a fellow crewer, regarding Reese's cups. |
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