The Last Day of Camp Zed...

The Last Day of Camp Zed will officially be a beach day according to it's lone camper. Zo is insisting on the beach (after watching some girls on Sesame Street play in the sand) and so what our lone camper wants, our lone camper usually gets, except for hard drugs, pellet guns, and complete autonomy.

I'm excited and sad. I'm not one of those people who bemoan the end of August as the end of the summer. It'll be beautiful for at least another month, and then absolutely wonderful all Fall, and in this area we won't see snow until shortly before Christmas, at least none that stays. Summer isn't over just because school starts or a calendar flips. It's summer as long as you want it to be. Some of us have been on summer vacation all our lives.

I loathe how people seemingly roll up the carpets and pack things away almost as soon as August arrives. Rather than living the hell out of the last two months of incredible weather (it just gets better once September hits) some of us prefer to start preparing for the leaves to start dropping. I tried to buy a kite yesterday and fell flat in my effort. I could have grabbed any number of Halloween decorations though. I prefer to celebrate the summer until it kicks me out...last one to leave the party kind of thing...last man out of Saigon, except by Saigon I mean summer.

There are still ball games to get to, still outdoor concerts...there are still beach days, and still amusement parks and zoos open...we're still wearing shorts and t-shirts...it's summer, and I'm not leaving.

As for Camp Zed...well, even though we say todays the last day, I don't think it really is. If I'm living the kind of life that I want to be living then it's Camp Zed every day. Viva la Camp Zed!

As old Willie might have said, "once more into the beach my good friends!" or something like that.