Friday, July 15, 2005
Five Whole Days
Alot has happened in the past five days. On Sunday the Taste of Ramah kids arrived, and it was like being in nitzanim all over again. They are loud, messy, homesick, everything you could think of. They go to sleep around 930 which is great, but then they wake up circa 530 and they play games that involve running and shrieking and other similarly unnecessary things at 530 AM. So they do that, I eat meals with them, but otherwise do my very best to stay out of their way. Among them is Akiva's little brother, vehhamayveen yaveen. My chug kids are for the most part ethusiastic about belaying, climbing and going on a monster out of camp to trip to do these things. I am also looking forward to it, even though I would much rather spend my nights in a bed than in a sleeping bag on the ground. Oh well. I will be compensated with hamburgers and hot dogs.
On a somber note, Josh and Orly's father passed away on Tuesday, may God comfort the entire family among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem. I will be paying a shiva call to them on tuesday night, probably not long after I get home from my trip.
On a disappointing note (we will work our way back to happy), Yom Sport is Sunday, the day that HP6 should be distributed around camp. In order for Yom Sport to occur, the books will not be distributed until sunday night after all yom sport festivities have ceased. I am trying to figure out how to get around this but I have yet to find a solution.
On a ridonkulous note, I came back from my day off, step into my room, and notice that it looks different from how I left it in the morning. Since Matt is gone, there is really no reason that this should be. Upon closer inspection my floor is clean, my flip-flops and my chair have been moved and my clipboard is sitting unusually squarely on my bed. I get low to find my other flip-flop and notice a huge lump of something under my bed. I pull it out to discover an alarm clock set for 230 AM plugged unto the wall behind my bed. A dirty trick. I unplug it and move on, to recharge my cell phone. I go to plug in my cell phone and notice that there are several cords leading out from the outlet. I follow these to two more alarm clocks that are set for disastrously early morning wakeups. Now I am inscenced. I pan the rest of the plugs in the room and discover a fourth clock plugged in. I ask Sapoz about it he says he knows nothing. I go back to my room and conduct a thorough Mossad-style search. I uncover a (battery-powered) clock in my shoe rack, another duct taped to the side of my bed and a third inside my box of tissues. I turn to my window and see that my own alarmn clock is MIA. Crud. Where else could it . . . There is a small circular vent above my door, very close to the ceiling. I get on Matts bed and peer on top of it. Sure as shootin' there is my alarm clock primed to go off at 0500 hours. I did a secondary sweep to make sure I got them all and then pondered who could have done this. My initial thought was Jason (which was partially correct) but as he had just departed to somewhere, I could not reach him. Max occurred to me but I never truly suspected him until someone else fingered him as a culprit. The accomplice of course was Nadav. Having foiled their plan entirely, they were all slightly crestfallen, (except nadav, he probably forgot it entirely) but I still would like to request from the public emails with REASONABLE, FEASIBLE suggestions for counterpranks. I still have all the alarm clocks. Muahahahaha.
I went to the mall of Georgia, drove the green machine, saw War of the Worlds (3.5 stars), ate ate subway, wendy's and BK (no trefe at any) and went to target instead of walmart. I belayed Jackie up the tower today. Shabbat Shalom to All,
-Daniel
On a somber note, Josh and Orly's father passed away on Tuesday, may God comfort the entire family among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem. I will be paying a shiva call to them on tuesday night, probably not long after I get home from my trip.
On a disappointing note (we will work our way back to happy), Yom Sport is Sunday, the day that HP6 should be distributed around camp. In order for Yom Sport to occur, the books will not be distributed until sunday night after all yom sport festivities have ceased. I am trying to figure out how to get around this but I have yet to find a solution.
On a ridonkulous note, I came back from my day off, step into my room, and notice that it looks different from how I left it in the morning. Since Matt is gone, there is really no reason that this should be. Upon closer inspection my floor is clean, my flip-flops and my chair have been moved and my clipboard is sitting unusually squarely on my bed. I get low to find my other flip-flop and notice a huge lump of something under my bed. I pull it out to discover an alarm clock set for 230 AM plugged unto the wall behind my bed. A dirty trick. I unplug it and move on, to recharge my cell phone. I go to plug in my cell phone and notice that there are several cords leading out from the outlet. I follow these to two more alarm clocks that are set for disastrously early morning wakeups. Now I am inscenced. I pan the rest of the plugs in the room and discover a fourth clock plugged in. I ask Sapoz about it he says he knows nothing. I go back to my room and conduct a thorough Mossad-style search. I uncover a (battery-powered) clock in my shoe rack, another duct taped to the side of my bed and a third inside my box of tissues. I turn to my window and see that my own alarmn clock is MIA. Crud. Where else could it . . . There is a small circular vent above my door, very close to the ceiling. I get on Matts bed and peer on top of it. Sure as shootin' there is my alarm clock primed to go off at 0500 hours. I did a secondary sweep to make sure I got them all and then pondered who could have done this. My initial thought was Jason (which was partially correct) but as he had just departed to somewhere, I could not reach him. Max occurred to me but I never truly suspected him until someone else fingered him as a culprit. The accomplice of course was Nadav. Having foiled their plan entirely, they were all slightly crestfallen, (except nadav, he probably forgot it entirely) but I still would like to request from the public emails with REASONABLE, FEASIBLE suggestions for counterpranks. I still have all the alarm clocks. Muahahahaha.
I went to the mall of Georgia, drove the green machine, saw War of the Worlds (3.5 stars), ate ate subway, wendy's and BK (no trefe at any) and went to target instead of walmart. I belayed Jackie up the tower today. Shabbat Shalom to All,
-Daniel
# posted by Daniel @ 5:10 PM 
