I work with a lot of guys, which means I get to hear some pretty good scout camp stories.
The best ones involve fire, infectious diseases, and cold-weather camping.
My director once told a story about how he went snow caving.
He got pretty good and sweaty digging the cave, so when he went to bed that night, he laid his pants out to dry.
Of course they froze stiff overnight…so not only did he have to wear wet pants, but they were freezing.
This was the exact moment he decided to become an artist.
On the other hand, I have a buddy (Joe) who loves cold-weather camping. It’s like his favorite thing. He could survive a winter in the Yukon with only a plastic bag and a dead bee. When he became a scout leader, he was really excited to show the little guys the ropes.
So, when it was time to take the little fellas on a cold-weather camping trip, they had a meeting where they briefed the boys on what to bring. Joe, being the expert, wanted to make sure they brought all the right clothes.
The meeting was in February. Most of the boys were wearing shorts and no jackets. Joe decided this was a good time to have an object lesson.
Out in the freezing cold of the parking lot, Joe launched into a giant lecture on how to dress warm…
And the scouts were like:
And the other leader was like:
…And Joe was like, great! I’ve hoped you’ve all learned you don’t wanna be out in the cold without a coat!
Several days later, they were on their way!
Joe and the scouts stepped out into the blistering cold. One of the leaders stepped out of his car…
…and promptly got back in his car, and left.
Aaaaaand…the rest of the weekend pretty much went like that.
Addendum to this story: Joe’s just entered a contest to run a bunch of sled dogs over the Arctic Circle.
Do it for the dogs. (I hear Americans are pretty tasty.)
I was like:
Actually it ended probably closer to this:
I can’t wait for next year!
Example: last week my little cousin, Gina, said:
And I was like,
And Gina was like:
A post for The Creative Think Machine.
It was a Halloween topic, but I think I might have gotten a little too dark with this one. Hard to work on.
It’s inspired by a book I’m reading right now, by Jacques Lusseyran.
Jacques was one of the leaders of the French resistance during WWII. He was born in France, in 1921.
When Jacques was 8 years old, he was coming in from the schoolyard, all rowdy with his buddies, and accidentally knocked into the corner of the teacher’s desk.
So hard, in fact, that the lenses on his glasses embedded themselves into his eyes, and rendered him blind. He had to have his eyes removed.
But here is the strange thing: even though he was totally blind, Jacques could still see.
He saw, he said, a sort of radiance, or light. He could see it “rising, spreading, resting on objects, giving them form, then leaving them.”
He could feel this stream of light between the leaves of trees, or the auras of people, like in his parents. He couldn’t tell whether the light came from within himself, or from some unknown source, but it was there. It coursed through him in a stream of radiance.
But this light was conditional; if he was angry, or afraid, the light withdrew, and darkness enveloped him. If he was playing with friends and he “suddenly grew anxious to win, to be first at all costs, then all at once I could see nothing.” If he was jealous or unfriendly, the light left.
But, if he focused on being calm, and serene withing, and “approached people with confidence and thought well of them, I was rewarded with light.”
When Jacques tried to tell people about this light, they didn’t believe him. So, he kept quiet.
In 1938, Jacques heard the first Nazi broadcast on Radio Vienna, and was horrified. He could immediately see the “outer darkness” of the words that emanated from the radio.
As the months progressed and the Nazis drew nearer, Jacques realized that there were two sides in this battle, “with love on one side and hate on the other; fear one way and joy another.” So, Jacques got to work to fight the darkness he saw.
He studied the German language for two hours every day, for the next five years.
And, after the Germans invaded France, 17-year-old Jacques–who was not terribly religious, or was raised by religious parents–adopted an ascetic way of life, and began each day at 4:30 am with a soldier’s prayer, praying for the strength to fight this monster of darkness.
Jacques became good enough at recognizing light that, after he formed the Volunteers of Liberty (the resistance group), he was in charge of recruitment. It was a risky job–any member might let slip to a Nazi soldier, and destroy the resistance overnight. The members of the resistance would tentatively bring a friend to meet Jacques. He would talk to the friend for a while, listening to their voice, would shake their hand, and see the light about them. And by this he could gauge if they were trustworthy and fit for the resistance.
It’s a good book so far.
One last picture:
I did this entire post on my new Windows Surface Pro. It’s like a mini cintiq and I’m not just saying that. Two thumbs WAY up.
Soon, my friends. Soon. All I need to do is wait for the government to become completely corrupt, then I take over. So, obviously, not long.
On a completely related note…Did you hear Bill Nye the Science Guy is on Dancing With The Stars this season??
You cannot make these things up. I’m totally pumped. I’m gonna watch every episode. Even if I’m scared out of my mind about seeing him do moves like THIS
I’ll be strong. My innocence might crawl into a corner and die, but I will be strong.
The time has come! The Randomizer has spoken:
Jim my friend, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org with your address!
I like giveaways but I like coloring contests even more, so soon here we may have a coloring contest. In the meantime, this song I discovered yesterday is AWESOME:
Ya, I think I’ve found my new favorite ABC’s song.
You may have heard!
you need to do is comment below and say “want!” and at the end of 1
week…midnight, August 27th…a winner is drawn! The giveaway is open
to anyone from anywhere, and I’ll be sure to get your address after the
So you know how cool the Violet figure is…here’s a top view:
Great fun to work on! I am a lucky kid ^_^