<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880</id><updated>2012-01-20T10:35:00.643-05:00</updated><category term='Working With Kids'/><category term='camp advice'/><category term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category term='cheers'/><category term='fun fun stuff'/><category term='new songs'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='videos'/><category term='games'/><category term='updates'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='daily drivel'/><category term='chants'/><category term='...'/><title type='text'>Pete's Activity Advice for Camps and All</title><subtitle type='html'>New camp songs, chants, cheers, games and activities for kids of all ages.

Camp secrets, advice and events that can be used and reused with groups of any kind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1723365716117242447</id><published>2009-12-16T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:33:31.657-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>10 Outdoor and Indoor Game Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hey All -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a very loose version of some games I want to write up in the coming months. I have another 10 all cued up and will be trying to get to 100 by... hm... February. Bryan will be testing these in Harlem (yikes!) so I hope some are winners. These vary from *new* to *modifications* to *old but still fun*. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. You Spin Me Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a Freeze Tag variation. To unfreeze a player, another player must run around them twice. Simple, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Square Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Think of a criss-cross version of Sharks and Minnows. Create a square and separate two equal teams to stand on adjacent sides of the square. This means that if they run to the other boundary, they will be running perpendicular to one another - right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The idea is (and this gets chaotic) that on the count of "Go!" players must run to the other side without being tagged by the other team. Tags mean switching teams. The goal is to get everyone onto the same team... Interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Something Good Quiz &amp;amp; Physical Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I used to run this game show all the time! Two small teams compete and every question is different, sometimes they are physical challenges, sometimes simple spelling questions (you get the idea). Anyway, once a team member has volunteered and participated in a challenge or question, they may not be used again until the next round. This is fun... you'll frustrate a lot of over enthusiastic brainiacs (like me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I will have to write more about this later... It's the game "Points," but instead of minimizing contact with the ground, players must make another player (and then 2, 3, 4...) disappear from the POV of the facilitator. It is a great opportunity to think outside the box. More later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. The Boat Addon to CTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Play Capture the Flag with a neutral area in the center. Players may only cross that area if they are holding a small trashball. Once leaving, regardless of side, they must drop the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Chain Challenges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Take a simple challenge and add a timer. This one is where there is a lava pit with some ball in the center. Players must chain together to get the balls out safely. In this scenario, multiple chains would be the fastest way to achieve a good time. Vary the shape and size of the pit for different difficulties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. Field Frogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is great - I will have the full rules soon. There are Placers, Pickers and Frogs. The Placers put down carpet squares for the Frogs to jump onto. The Pickers pick up the unoccupied squares. The Frogs have to make it to the other side. It's a load of fun (in my head).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;8. Tower Defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There is a path for a team to walk down. The other team has to place themselves along the path with 3 or so trashballs each. Once the round begins, the walking team needs to get at least one player to the end of the path without being hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;9. Bottlecaps &amp;amp; Frisbees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Put a Frisbee in the center of a large circle. Players must land bottlecaps or quarters inside. Easy, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;10. 3D Bowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Play team versus team bowling with blocks instead of pins. The team has a short time to create a structure for the other team to knock down. The structure has to be a certain height to qualify!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1723365716117242447?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1723365716117242447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1723365716117242447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1723365716117242447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1723365716117242447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-outdoor-and-indoor-game-ideas.html' title='10 Outdoor and Indoor Game Ideas'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3489633341616763430</id><published>2009-12-10T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:40:09.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working With Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Working with Kids (2 of Many)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Campers Are Not Your Friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Repeat that a couple times out loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are social boundaries that must be maintained if you want to be a successful staff member. Regardless of how close in age you are to the older campers, you are paid to be there and they are paying to be there. You are the staff and they are the customer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line is a huge advantage to you! Campers, regardless of age, are coming from a school environment where there is a firm structure in place that separates staff from student. You can use that convention to create a stable and disciplined camp area that will keep surprises low and productivity high. Or you can break that convention and have to do a great deal more work to keep the same results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff members fall into this trap for a number of reasons. One is because there are campers who are in their late teens. One is because there are campers who share similar interests to the staff members. The most common and dangerous, however, is because some staff members confuse being liked with being successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the fundamental goals of any camp? Safety is always at the top of the list - including physical and emotional. Education is around number two, or else they would not spend so much time and talent developing activities. Somewhere around three we can say customer happiness - including campers and parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety is always going to be number one. Keeping a camper safe means having to, every now and again, stop them from putting themselves into a dangerous situation. Remember, they are the customer. They are paying you to make sure they do not need to worry about being safe. That's your job. This means that every instant of every day you must be evaluating the risk factors that are taking place and using that information as the base of your decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Simply, you must always be looking out for your campers. This comes in conflict with friendship because in order to remove risk sometimes you have to tell them to stop. Sometimes you have to spoil the fun. Sometimes you have to be the disciplinarian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends decide it would be funny to have Mentos and drink Diet Coke. You stand and watch as they do this, laughing especially hard when they vomit all over the place. Funny, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this happened at my camp, the first question from the parents was, "Where was a staff member?" You see, you could have tried to stop your friends - and perhaps they would have listened. More likely, they would brush you off because they are responsible for their personal well being and you are not. At camp, however, you are directly responsible for the well being of campers and allowing something like this to happen is not acceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I want the campers to think I'm cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? You are cool. You will not be employed long, though, if you fail to produce positive results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, being the cool staff member does not mean that you are unsuccessful. But making that your focus is a great way to sabotage your ability to make good choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, staff members sometimes need to be able to disagree with the will of the campers. Campers want to do something unsafe and someone needs to redirect them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you need to impress a bunch of people who are younger than you in the first place?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not running for Prom royalty. You are not going to get a special prize for popularity. But sometimes staff members start day one like they are afraid of being voted off of the island! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campers need to respect your authority. Otherwise, they will put you in situations that compromise your safety. They will tell you things that are vastly inappropriate. They will make you choose between being fair and being a friend - and they will exploit your favors. They will chop away at the boundaries that you provided and take as much as they can get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will make it very difficult for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campers do not need to fear you. They do not need to hate you. They do not need to like you. While you are at camp, you represent safety and authority, respect and professionalism. Do not sacrifice your chance at success by confusing your role with that of a camper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3489633341616763430?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3489633341616763430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3489633341616763430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3489633341616763430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3489633341616763430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts-on-working-with-kids-2-of-many.html' title='Thoughts on Working with Kids (2 of Many)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3746468226277603965</id><published>2009-11-30T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:27:12.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>What's in Your Rainy Day Bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rainy Day Bag (beta):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOARD GAMES:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;Blockus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARD GAMES:&lt;br /&gt;Apples to Apples&lt;br /&gt;4 regular card decks&lt;br /&gt;Trivial Pursuit for Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORKSHEETS:&lt;br /&gt;Coloring Sheets (my favorite are the geometric ones like this - http://www.coloringcastle.com/geometric_coloring_pages.html)&lt;br /&gt;Word Finder&lt;br /&gt;Rebus Sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAFTS:&lt;br /&gt;Construction Paper&lt;br /&gt;Crayons&lt;br /&gt;Markers&lt;br /&gt;Chalk&lt;br /&gt;Scissors&lt;br /&gt;Glue Sticks&lt;br /&gt;Craft Sticks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOYS:&lt;br /&gt;Legos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is off the top of my head... What do you keep in there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3746468226277603965?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3746468226277603965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3746468226277603965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3746468226277603965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3746468226277603965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-in-your-rainy-day-bag.html' title='What&apos;s in Your Rainy Day Bag?'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3991654349321166657</id><published>2009-11-29T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:03:49.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Working With Kids'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Working with Kids (1 of Many)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;   Kids&lt;span&gt; are People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;bvious, right? We are all people. Kids, though, are especially people. People have certain needs. Fulfilling those needs is not always easy, but acknowledging them is. People are routine oriented and desire some level of structure. People want to be treated fairly. People want attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kids should not be treated like children or, to be more precise, the stereotypical pop culture version of children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;You know the plot: kid knows something, kid is not listened to, some form of huge disaster happens, kid saves the day with a little ounce of “I told you so.” From Nancy Drew to Nemo, successful stories aimed at youth all deal with gaining the respect of adults. Most cases resolve amiably, but we would like to skip the whole Hero’s Journey and cut straight to the respect part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, respect (cue Aretha Franklin).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Respect is the fundamental difference between dealing with children and dealing with people. Children can be treated unfairly. Children can be ordered. Children can be scolded. People, however, must be treated with respect – just a little bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Respect is simply defined in our culture as the Golden Rule, “Treat others the way that you wish to be treated.” The concept is simple. Applying it to kids takes a little more work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes respect comes in conflict with discipline. A kid makes bad decisions and you are forced to take some form of corrective action. Remember what is fair and how you would react if the situation was reversed and you will make the correct decision (maybe... more on this later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The easiest way to be respectful is to be completely transparent about the rules and consistent about enforcing them. If the kids understand the process and feel that justice is served equally then they will feel respected... and, as a pleasant side effect, will behave better. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3991654349321166657?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3991654349321166657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3991654349321166657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3991654349321166657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3991654349321166657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughts-on-working-with-kids-1-of-many.html' title='Thoughts on Working with Kids (1 of Many)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7164526024242286332</id><published>2009-11-13T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:01:45.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Question about Fictional Characters...</title><content type='html'>Hey All -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a question for the educational community: Is there research that refers to the "voice" of the educational materials?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who writes our textbooks? When I was growing up, the majority were written like encyclopedias - no characterization or personality. Would that help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine learning about history from several different fictional characters who lived at the time. There would be a small level of editorial leeway (wow, that's how it's spelled?) given, but for the most part the information would be shared from a viewpoint that the students could relate to... such as a colonial soldier during the Revolutionary War or a kid living in England at the time (or both!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just thinking out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7164526024242286332?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7164526024242286332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7164526024242286332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7164526024242286332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7164526024242286332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/question-about-fictional-characters.html' title='Question about Fictional Characters...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-6514332156562510649</id><published>2009-11-10T16:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:03:54.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>ACA &amp; iD Tech.</title><content type='html'>Here is some great news -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I will be presenting at the National ACA Conference in February of 2010. That's pretty... um... incredible and exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been rehired to continue building a stellar Activity Curriculum for iD Tech Camps, the largest tech camp group in America (and I believe the world... which, also means our solar system to anyone's immediate knowledge). They have over 60 separate camp locations around the United States and serve several thousand campers between the ages of 7 and 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have some product that is currently in what I like to call "Beta" mode. One is a book containing our favorite games, written in such a way that even the most timid facilitator could (possibly) be successful. The book also has an appendix with our favorite songs (as you knew it would). We'll have copies available at the conference and have some of the early versions (rather *current* versions) sitting on our shelf awaiting revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start posting more games and advice up here immediately. The latest break was to allow for my wedding (thanks) and subsequent honeymoon to New Zealand (best place on Earth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also working with a couple friends on an iPhone app with all of the games on it, so PE &amp;amp; etc can have everything at their fingertips. It's a little breakneck speed to try to get something out by February, but we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... a project that has gotten dusty on the shelf *will* be revived soon. A DVD of (better) produced videos of Bryan and I (and a special guest) performing some of our favorite camp songs will hopefully be put together around the holidays. I will likely include it with the final copy of the book and make it all available for some reasonable fee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-6514332156562510649?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6514332156562510649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=6514332156562510649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6514332156562510649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6514332156562510649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/11/aca-id-tech.html' title='ACA &amp; iD Tech.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-475684264565404369</id><published>2009-04-03T12:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:17:19.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This has been the longest I've gone without a post... Sorry about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What have I been doing? Well, I've been writing a book... kind of. I was commissioned to put together the Activity Curriculum for 60 camps. Yes, 60. That work, which turned from a smaller-type project into a rather huge undertaking, is almost fully complete and compromises of some of my best camps thoughts intermingled with an excellent array of games and activities - Over 200 to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, do not worry. I will start posting very soon - and sharing more relevant teaching about camp and working with youth. My next essay is probably about "Bad Apples," inspired by some research I learned about on "This American Life." Stay tuned - and check out www.kidssite2.com for fun stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-475684264565404369?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/475684264565404369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=475684264565404369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/475684264565404369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/475684264565404369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8851276249205676688</id><published>2008-10-22T17:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:34:36.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Positivity... and negativity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe that every camp has a place or person that is supposed to instill fear in children.&lt;br /&gt;We had "the barn."&lt;br /&gt;In school, there was "the office."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threats were thrown in advance, "Do you want to go to the barn?" "If you keep this up, you're going to the office!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally it worked. when I was younger, the threat of the office was intense - it left a bad feeling in my stomach. I even got nervous about the office when I was there for good purposes. The office was a bad place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there were other children - some fairly friendly ones, in fact - who were not phased by the office... who had been to the office several times without turning white or wetting themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was an instructor at camp, I noticed the same two kids always in the barn. Sure, there was a series of children that changed based on the threat... and then many more who cried and pouted in the barn, never to return again. Two campers, however, made the barn their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years later, I was in charge... and in a position that I could change camp in any way that I liked. I was able to rewrite the rules from the beginning and completely rethink how things were done... and I thought about my barn boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of the barn? Is it to modify the behavior of campers who make bad decisions through punishment? If the barn is a successful mode of punishment, then why are the same two campers spending more time there than arts &amp;amp; crafts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posed these questions to my directors... and suggested eliminating the barn entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now what...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid disturbs class -&gt; Class is disrupted -&gt; Kid needs to be removed to restore order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the normal order of things. How, then, can this be remedied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We established a new title at camp, a type of floating director called the "Care Worker." Dr. Bob was hired (the second year... when we got it right) as a 26 year School Psychologist with the instructions of keeping kids from disrupting while keeping them out of the barn... while freeing up my directors to manage the staff and do paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob used anticipation and positive redirection to change the landscape of camp discipline. He made reporting sheets for the counselors to fill out during the day and send home at night for campers who were "at risk." Bob's success came from a simple scoring method that allowed campers who had a certain number of smiley faces over a given time to participate in extra activity time. Most chose fishing, but others went for swimming... or anything. No matter what, Bob would arrange it with the counselor and give that camper a whole period of one on one attention while doing their favorite camp thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more to write about this after learning about other methodology, but I know one thing for certain: the barn didn't work. We scared campers into following the rules and every so often, we lost... and I think we can do better than ignore the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8851276249205676688?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8851276249205676688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8851276249205676688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8851276249205676688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8851276249205676688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/positivity-and-negativity.html' title='Positivity... and negativity.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4335634056906297711</id><published>2008-10-09T17:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:49:32.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Ah! Too Many Videos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, ok...&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will stop posting the videos here. They have been occupying my life, so they ended up being shot over to Blogger when posted. Anyway, I have great news (as noted before) --- I am designing an activity curriculum for a camp company that serves approximately 15,000 campers a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the work I do will be documented thoroughly and my own, in case I want to take it to other places or turn it into a book... what do you think? Book or consultant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4335634056906297711?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4335634056906297711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4335634056906297711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4335634056906297711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4335634056906297711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-too-many-videos.html' title='Ah! Too Many Videos!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5445378177746061965</id><published>2008-10-09T12:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:10:36.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 17" Tuesday, October 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1341780&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1341780"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode17TuesdayOctober7th841.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1341780(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode17TuesdayOctober7th841.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode17TuesdayOctober7th841.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1341780(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;On this momentous Tech Trek Tuesday, Pete talks about the different video game consoles... plus lots of unexpected wackiness from Jerry Jingles and Barry Buttons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5445378177746061965?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5445378177746061965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5445378177746061965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5445378177746061965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5445378177746061965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-17-tuesday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 17&amp;quot; Tuesday, October 7th'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7598098785751306452</id><published>2008-10-09T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:10:23.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 18" Wednesday, October 8th</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1342110&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1342110"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode18WednesdayOctober8th895.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1342110(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode18WednesdayOctober8th895.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode18WednesdayOctober8th895.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1342110(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;It's Wacky Wednesday here on Kid's Site 2: The Web Page and Pete and Bryan demonstrate how to draw their quadraltastic masquot, Skwarie. Sharpen up your pencils, this one is a lot of fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7598098785751306452?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7598098785751306452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7598098785751306452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7598098785751306452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7598098785751306452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-18-wednesday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 18&amp;quot; Wednesday, October 8th'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3282102739560045034</id><published>2008-10-09T12:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:08:46.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 19" Thursday, October 9th</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1345206&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1345206"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode19ThursdayOctober9th122.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1345206(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode19ThursdayOctober9th122.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode19ThursdayOctober9th122.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1345206(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;In this very special and particularly short episode, Bryan shares a rather odd story about... well, you'll find out! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3282102739560045034?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3282102739560045034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3282102739560045034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3282102739560045034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3282102739560045034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-19-thursday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 19&amp;quot; Thursday, October 9th'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2590321327092851084</id><published>2008-10-06T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:57:15.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 16" Monday, October 6th</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1335255&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1335255"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode16MondayOctober6th325.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1335255(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode16MondayOctober6th325.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode16MondayOctober6th325.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1335255(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another wonderful &amp;#34;Knot Monday&amp;#34; is upon us, where between silliness and songs, Bryan teaches everyone how to do the entirely useful butterfly knot. Get your short rope lengths ready, &amp;#39;cause this ones a winner! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2590321327092851084?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2590321327092851084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2590321327092851084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2590321327092851084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2590321327092851084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-16-monday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 16&amp;quot; Monday, October 6th'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-116745413094545075</id><published>2008-10-03T12:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:25:06.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Episode 15" Friday, October 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1325101&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1325101"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-Episode15FridayOctober3rd524.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1325101(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-Episode15FridayOctober3rd524.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-Episode15FridayOctober3rd524.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1325101(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;It's Friday here on Kid's Site 2: The Webpage and we're celebrating in usual fashion with a Casual Competition! See who will triumph in this daring fight for the glory of a rare bead... Will it be Pete or Bryan this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-116745413094545075?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/116745413094545075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=116745413094545075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/116745413094545075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/116745413094545075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-friday-october-3rd.html' title='&amp;quot;Episode 15&amp;quot; Friday, October 3rd'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1742522227440766132</id><published>2008-10-02T12:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:07:12.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 14" Thursday, October 2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1321678&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1321678"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode14ThursdayOctober2nd237.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1321678(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode14ThursdayOctober2nd237.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode14ThursdayOctober2nd237.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1321678(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;It's Story-Thursday and what better way to end the warm season in NYC than by taking a trip to the Bronx Zoo! See Bryan and Pete checking out all sorts of interesting animals on Kids Site 2: The Webpage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1742522227440766132?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1742522227440766132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1742522227440766132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1742522227440766132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1742522227440766132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-14-thursday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 14&amp;quot; Thursday, October 2nd'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8273079962802511642</id><published>2008-10-01T13:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:38:29.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 13" Wednesday, October 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1318536&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1318536"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode13WednesdayOctober1st951.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1318536(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode13WednesdayOctober1st951.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode13WednesdayOctober1st951.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1318536(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;For our very THIRTEENTH (spooky!) episode, Pete shows off how to make a basic airplane... and we're introduced to a new character, Larry Sponsorship. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8273079962802511642?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8273079962802511642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8273079962802511642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8273079962802511642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8273079962802511642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/kid-site-2-webpage-13-wednesday-october.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 13&amp;quot; Wednesday, October 1st'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5373430776292970382</id><published>2008-09-30T12:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:14:39.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid's Site 2: The Webpage - "Episode 12" Tuesday, September 30th</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;															&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/pokkariPlayer.js?ver=2008010901"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://blip.tv/syndication/write_player?skin=js&amp;posts_id=1314620&amp;source=3&amp;autoplay=true&amp;file_type=flv&amp;player_width=&amp;player_height="&gt;&lt;/script&gt;					&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_1314620"&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode12TuesdaySeptember30th916.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1314620(); return false;"&gt;&lt;img title="Click to play" alt="Video thumbnail. Click to play"  src="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode12TuesdaySeptember30th916.mov.jpg" border="0" title="Click to Play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Greenghoulie-KidsSite2TheWebpageEpisode12TuesdaySeptember30th916.mov" onclick="play_blip_movie_1314620(); return false;"&gt;Click to Play&lt;/a&gt;					&lt;/div&gt;										&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blip_description"&gt;On this Tech Trek Tuesday, Pete explains what a Web Server is... along with some much more interesting / campy goodness that everyone loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5373430776292970382?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5373430776292970382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5373430776292970382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5373430776292970382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5373430776292970382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/kid-site-2-webpage-12-tuesday-september.html' title='Kid&amp;#39;s Site 2: The Webpage - &amp;quot;Episode 12&amp;quot; Tuesday, September 30th'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-148699027642192143</id><published>2008-09-29T17:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:14:11.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>User Update :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get some great feedback here at the blog and through email... here's an update from Wendy, who wanted a better quote than what I previously gave her (oops!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I enjoyed looking at your site.  I work with children with special needs and they really seem to enjoy the action filled "camp" songs such as the ones featured on your site.  I especially like the video portion of your website so I can see how the song movements go, especially when it's a song that I've never sung before.  Keep up the good work!&lt;/blockquote&gt;That makes me feel really good! I got an awesome email from Jen who included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My name is Jen and I'm a wildmannered humanitarian worker plying my passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for education on the border between Burma and Thailand. I'm writing because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I recently found your videos on YouTube and wanted to let you know how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I appreciated them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pretty awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janna gave me some great feedback on Kids Site 2: The Web Page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My nephew has enjoyed seeing the videos and trying out some of the songs. He even practiced the 2nd magic trick for about 45mins. My hope is that he will be able to watch y'all more and want to go to a sleep away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="nfakPe"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; finally this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will you be having special guest females? My 9yr old cousin watched two of the videos and proclaimed it was only for boys. Granted you get that attitude in real life at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="nfakPe"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really am thrilled for my nephew to finally see it can be fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In response, Janna, I am going to have regular segments produced by females - tell your cousin not to worry! I believe the first one will be up this Friday, barring any technical problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think Janna hit the nail on the head with our goal for this site - show kids how fun camp can be... I hope we can spread that message through our random silliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Lion left me this great comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've only peeped a few days worth of KidsSite2, but it looks like you're off to a strong start. The pace is quick, but not overwhelmingly so. I wonder if there's any way to superimpose the words to the songs (like when you "follow the bouncing ball", or karaeoke) at the bottom of the screen so kids can learn the songs and sing along. Makes for more work, but it might make it more interactive (and a good learning/reading tool, as well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep up the good work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, the pace is fast... The songs are... well, fast as well. I've been trying to figure out the best way to handle the songs. I've been working on the karaoke ball for a while, but it's not the best solution with this video resolution (the text it too hard to read). Instead, we'll include the lyrics as text beside the video and encourage the kids to learn them by practicing along with our other song-only ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're trying to add new features all the time, so it will be "right" by the time it's actually discovered! That also keeps me vigilant about updating this blog with new activities and ideas. BY THE WAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have big news~!~ Bryan and I were hired to design the entire activity curriculum for a (very) large camp company (I think around 10,000 campers). Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-148699027642192143?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/148699027642192143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=148699027642192143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/148699027642192143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/148699027642192143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/user-update.html' title='User Update :-)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1964442380136572172</id><published>2008-09-29T15:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:33:00.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Quick Tech Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am a loyal Google user. I am. I admit it... In fact, I'm really looking forward to getting an Android phone (Google's iPhone competition). One can find me using many of the free G services on any given day... Search, email, calendar, word processing, blog, chat, analytics - and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video, though, has proven to be a big problem. I used Google Video for almost 3 years now and it has progressively gotten worse - yes worse. The idea of hosting any amount of videos of any length is great (because YouTube has a space / time limit), but from now on I'm using BlipTV. I fear that Google sometimes spreads itself thin and stops supporting products after traffic goes down... and Google Video is a prime example of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com"&gt;Kid's Site 2: the Web Page&lt;/a&gt; is up with the newest video... with nice quality and a much richer set of options. If you check out the &lt;a href="http://kidssite2.blip.tv/#1311213"&gt;BlipTV version of the site&lt;/a&gt;, you can subscribe to the newest videos - cool, huh? All free - so you can use that for your class or camp... Privacy settings come with a small subscription fee... What do you use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1964442380136572172?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1964442380136572172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1964442380136572172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1964442380136572172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1964442380136572172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-tech-rant.html' title='Quick Tech Rant'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5956956918702937789</id><published>2008-09-19T16:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:46:39.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>NEW PRO SITE UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey All -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My design firm just launched a new site: &lt;a href="http://www.miza.com"&gt;www.miza.com&lt;/a&gt; about a baby mountain gorilla... and the unfortunate plight of mountain gorillas in general. Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember to check out &lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com"&gt;www.kidssite2.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5956956918702937789?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5956956918702937789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5956956918702937789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5956956918702937789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5956956918702937789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-pro-site-up.html' title='NEW PRO SITE UP!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2735401881632013228</id><published>2008-09-16T15:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:55:45.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>ACTIVITY: Trash Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On our Friday episode of &lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com"&gt;Kid's Site 2: The Web Page&lt;/a&gt; (yes, I'm a shill) we talk about making trash balls. This is an incredible activity for teachers and parents alike because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trash Balls are 100% recycled material&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trash Balls can easily be replaced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trash Balls are easy to make... and easy to make many of them...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trash Balls do not hurt (generally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trash Balls can be played with safely indoors (mostly)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So what are Trash Balls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you roll some used newspaper into a ball - make it 2 or 3 sheets.&lt;br /&gt;Then wrap a couple plastic bags (from the store) around the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, take a couple strips of packing tape or masking tape and (loosely) wrap everything together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it - a Trash Ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what can you play with Trash Balls? We personally enjoy the game of Ultimate Dodgeball - it's a real tricky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, this is great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ULTIMATE DODGEBALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Requirements&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A group of 10 to... hm... 1,000,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At least 5 - 10 Trash Balls per person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A tennis court or gymnasium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setup&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The best place to play this is on a tennis court with the net as a divider. If not, half a gym is sufficient. Split the group into two even teams. There are no outside borders beyond the center divider, so additional cones, etc, are not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gameplay:&lt;br /&gt;The *goal* of this game is to get everyone on the same side... If you are hit with the Trash Ball, switch sides; If someone catches your Trash Ball, switch sides; If you catch a Trash Ball, the thrower changes sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT A MINUTE, PETE!?! Doesn't that mean one side could just give up and the game would be over?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Will that happen? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've played this with kids and adults... and no matter how much I emphasized the GOAL when explaining the rules, they all heard the same thing - throw the Trash Balls at the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game has excellent discussion points at the end - especially if you let it run for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Did you understand the goal of the game?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you just give up so everyone would be on the same side?&lt;br /&gt;(and then approach the hold-outs... the guys that wouldn't say die no matter how few were left on their side)&lt;br /&gt;What was your thinking when you were alone against the larger group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite moment in this game was with a large group of parents who, though completely understanding the goal, turned the game into a ridiculously competitive romp... and subsequently an enthusiastic and intriguing debrief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2735401881632013228?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2735401881632013228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2735401881632013228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2735401881632013228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2735401881632013228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/activity-trash-balls.html' title='ACTIVITY: Trash Balls'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4115274975944318095</id><published>2008-09-16T12:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:34:30.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>I know it's not the greatest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...but we're at least trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com/"&gt;Kid's Site 2: The Webpage&lt;/a&gt; is not being created by the best actors on the planet... in fact, it's probably obvious that we'd rather be outside than in front of a camera. And we *do* both have day jobs so until we streamline the long and tedious editing process, we're going to be limited in our ability to spend time creating quality content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're trying because of the numerous emails and comments we get about our songs. Granted, creating a web-show is a much greater undertaking than an afternoon of singing camp songs, but Bryan and I feel that we have a lot to share... and this is how we chose to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constructive criticism is valued the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of examples why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Jen in Burma / Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...anyways thanks for the great ideas, and&lt;br /&gt;the entertaining videos. I love your trio - you are good children's&lt;br /&gt;entertainers and your campers are lucky to have you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Jean, a Music Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've done a really great favor to a lot of teachers by including video and sorting the songs into types.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;from Wendy, a librarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I enjoyed looking at your site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANYWAY... we will continue to try until we run out of material or no one finds our content valuable... which will hopefully be a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4115274975944318095?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4115274975944318095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4115274975944318095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4115274975944318095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4115274975944318095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-know-its-not-greatest.html' title='I know it&apos;s not the greatest...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-9128089290501703435</id><published>2008-09-15T16:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:56:14.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>...so this is why I've been busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;I ran a 1/2 marathon&lt;br /&gt;I proposed (at camp... good pics to follow) - she said YES!&lt;br /&gt;I moved to a new place&lt;br /&gt;I started a new page (&lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com"&gt;kidssite2.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I worked on another great kid's site*** (to launch soon)&lt;br /&gt;I went to a bunch of Mets games...&lt;br /&gt;oh... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I worked at an iD camp for a week (although they wanted much more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling back into a regular routine, so I should be able to actually be around :-)&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, there will be daily updates to Kid's Site 2: The Webpage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-9128089290501703435?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9128089290501703435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=9128089290501703435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9128089290501703435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9128089290501703435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-this-is-why-ive-been-busy.html' title='...so this is why I&apos;ve been busy...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7514991099649543437</id><published>2008-09-15T14:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:39:27.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Site 2: The Webpage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>NEW SITE ANNOUNCEMENT...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey All...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm launching a new website exclusively for kids... and by "launching" I mean, it's launched.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be editing it and adding content as I go (remember, I have a full-time gig and full-time fiance!), but I'm sure your younger ones will be satisfied :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KIDS SITE 2: The Webpage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidssite2.com"&gt;www.kidssite2.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I have been hard at work developing content for our new project, an online camp for kids called "Kid's Site 2: The Webpage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The page contains new videos every weekday with lots of activities, songs and general silliness that we've picked up throughout our camp careers. There are NO ADVERTISEMENTS on the page... and there will (hopefully) never be ads. We created a simple interface allowing for maximum access to all of our content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our target is 8 - 10 year olds, although that is a moving target and may change as we continue developing the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of our project is to share cool and interesting content for kids in a safe, non-commercial environment. That being said, we would love to make up for the web fees and development time through donations or B&amp;amp;P swag... but that will be added through the "Parents" section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please recognize that we're just starting and have a long way to go before perfection... I am not going all out to market this *yet* because we want to seed the site with a week or two of content. Any feedback can be posted here or directly emailed to me at vigeant@gmail.com &lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7514991099649543437?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7514991099649543437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7514991099649543437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7514991099649543437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7514991099649543437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-site-announcement.html' title='NEW SITE ANNOUNCEMENT...!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5935730453115325774</id><published>2008-06-30T12:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:14:09.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Several times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Way... way behind on updating. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy between work and other projects, such as moving. Luckily, I had the opportunity to start working on a new site for kids... I don't want to spoil it yet, but I imagine a launch in the next month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I have a handful of new camp songs (as always) just waiting to be recorded and posted... I've been getting a lot of positive praise on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; which is encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day soon, though, I am going to have to rant about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;... rather about the teenagers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tweens&lt;/span&gt; that choose to write negative comments. I'm not overwhelmed with negative words, but there are enough to startle anyone who works with kids. There's something about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;perceived&lt;/span&gt; anonymity that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; offers that entices young people to spew what I would consider hate language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cover that topic soon. I'm just reminding everyone that I'm still around :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5935730453115325774?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5935730453115325774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5935730453115325774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5935730453115325774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5935730453115325774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/several-times.html' title='Several times...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-6309874995755873274</id><published>2008-05-19T10:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:49:12.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The Economy of Beads (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although I am a fan of the *free* qualities of Blogger, the application that I am using to post this information, sometimes it can be a pain - as it DELETED a portion of my bead post!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I got some positive praise that pointed out the error, I didn't notice that my entire rare through ultra-rare piece got cut. If you saved the original text, I will love you forever, but otherwise I'll just have to remember what I wrote :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level-1 Beads are those that everyone in the institution can get once. They can be a bulk reward for behaving well or cleaning up trash between periods. I would always have some sort of trash day where every group was awarded a special bead if they had more than X bags of garbage (of course, this got corrupted by crafty kids / counselors who would actually TAKE trash out of the garbage receptacles to fill their own bags).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example of how to breakdown the bead distribution:&lt;br /&gt;If each camper / participant has 20 beads at the end of the week / session, 10 - 15 of those should be common; 3 - 5 should be Level-1; and the rest should be Level 2+ (you do the math).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PERCEPTION with Level-2+ beads is that the camper / participant thinks they have something wholly unique that no one else has, or perhaps only a small handful of people have. These beads are not hard to purchase, they can be found at the craft store in variety packs, but the real challenge is the distribution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few administrative people should be in charge of giving out anything Level-2+. Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give Counselor A and Counselor B 10 Level-2+ beads each and tell them to give them out evenly throughout the week. By the end of the week, you find out that Counselor A gave them all out on day 1 and Counselor B has yet to give any out... BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level-2+ beads, which I like to call Ultra-Rare or Super-Rare or Super-Ultra-Rare depending on the amount I've seen in my adventures, should be given out for the big things, like one camper helping another finish a project or a camper hitting the bulls-eye with all three arrows. Never indicate *exactly* what they are given out for because that takes away from the good deed... It's all right to motivate them to clean up garbage, but continuously putting on a show for administration in order to get an Ultra-Rare bead is... well... not genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget the Pomp &amp;amp; Circumstance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always wear my bead strand (as well as Bryan) which I had "since I was a camper." Mine was very long and filled with beads of every sort. Some of the beads I had were never even seen by campers at all, meaning that there was a constant circle of campers hoping to catch a glimpse at something Super-Ultra-Super-Duper-Rare. Once a week or once a session, during announcements, I would take a bead off of my very own strand and award it to a camper or counselor in front of everyone. ***That was so key... It not only meant supreme pride within the camper, but her tribe would boast, "Jenny is in OUR tribe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-6309874995755873274?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6309874995755873274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=6309874995755873274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6309874995755873274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6309874995755873274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/economy-of-beads-part-2.html' title='The Economy of Beads (Part 2)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2984227270739279421</id><published>2008-05-14T13:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:18:44.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Making Beads Work in Every Situation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/SCxJ90lnUXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FBBKDQzXhf8/s1600-h/img_5683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/SCxJ90lnUXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FBBKDQzXhf8/s400/img_5683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200612996143337842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I love working with beads... they are quite the motivator with kids, they are generally cheap and they can be displayed in many different ways. In order to use beads, though, whether at camp or functions such as Field Day, a system needs to be established...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Economy of Beads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you want to use beads at your camp / school / after school / Field Day / whatever. Great! Why would anyone need beads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are a great way to chronicle a kid's journey through your program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are a cheap and easy reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are a positive motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They can be traded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They can be displayed easily (AKA Camp Bling).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are a take-away that *could* last forever (as long as the child is concerned).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are more, but you get the idea. Beads are far better than raffle tickets or other motivation strategies because they can have value in the eyes of the child - nostalgic value that translates into positive memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The key to any reward structure such as beads is aligning all of the rules about distribution with those that control the beads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For instance, have you ever had a raffle ticket program that broke down because of an unbalanced structure? I remember watching kids flock to a certain handful of Penny Carnival events and avoid others - not because the content of the game, but because they know where they can get the most tickets. Sometimes, if older campers were giving out tickets, the value would fluctuate even more, because they could overwhelm the system with too many or too few - both situations that would break down the appeal of the reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What is the most common child phrase? "That's not fair!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Are they focused on being treated fairly? Yes! And that's never more apparent when one child gets 200 tickets and the other one only gets 5. REALLY. We're not here to favor one skill over another, we're here to make sure each child leaves with positive memories that they take with them throughout life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In other words: we want each child to come out on top, like they won... like they have something special that no one else has!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wow, that's a really tough trick, isn't it? Not entirely. Perception is the key to making a reward stucture that works with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here are the basics when working with beads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DISPLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;First of all, you need to have a good way of displaying the beads. Imagine that at the end of the day / week / session each camper should have 20 beads. If that's the case, what is the best way for them to show off what they have for everyone else. We had the campers make totems, from which the beads hung. At the end of the day, we collected the totems because in many cases (ALL CASES) no one would remember to bring them back. Also, this prevents the sort of corruption that *could* possibly happen at home (I'll talk about corruption later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Things to thing about when displaying the beads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to customize their totem / object...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys may want to choose something different than girls. Boys will resist anything that looks like jewelry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Putting beads at the end of a long string seems like a good idea, but can easily turn into a weapon... and just as easily lose ALL the beads when a careless kid swings them around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beads decorate backpacks really well and don't seem to both boys (because they see it as a badge of honor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Approach the Arts &amp;amp; Crafts / Art person at camp / school and ask them to come up with a good solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, every time a kid receives a bead, they will want to add it to their bling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;VALUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the beads have value. The value depends on how many other kids have that same bead. Let's say that at the end of the experience, a child has 20 beads. 10 - 15 of the beads can be common, every day beads... the rest should be varying levels of rarity. Each kid should think they have a bead that no one else has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Value is achieved by the language the beads are described with, how the beads are distributed, what the beads are distributed for and how many beads are distributed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke it down like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colored pony beads are the most common and probably the cheapest. These would be given for attendance - both for coming in that day for camp / etc and for attending an activity. The colors should reflect the area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the Nature beads were green. That specialist just had access to Nature beads and they gave them to every camper who came to the area. Since attendance was mandatory, this made the beads a breadcrumb trail of the camper's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors should be given out to the activity heads and then whatever main solid colors are left are for general attendance. This is valuable because now the kids have bulk and everyone has *something*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the kids are concerned, everyone in their group will have the same exact number of these of the same color (theoretically). We refer to these as "Attendance Beads" but they really are "Common Beads." They are not given out for any other reason. Once a bead type is given out for *one* reason to a large enough group, that reward has to be consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rare beads are where beads can be a big motivator. I suggest buying bulk beads off of eBay to try to get some really unique items. Otherwise, go through your local craft depot and pick up as many random assortments as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you begin the event / season, the beads need to be sorted out. The rare beads are really determined based on the number you (as the event runner) has and the number of kids. If you can give one bead to all of the kids *once*, then that bead is a level-1 rare. Terminology, such as "Level-1" can be applied to rare beads in front of kids so they feel there is legitimacy behind the assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Level-1" beads are perfect for clean-ups or anything that you want everyone to do. "If each group can fill 3 bags of garbage, everyone at camp gets a rare bead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This is where Blogger cut out some information!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CORRUPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever setting up something of value, corruption (AKA cheating) must be considered. Keeping the totems at camp until the kids leave means that *if* they have beads at home, they can't be added... This generally doesn't happen because of peer pressure. The more the kids want the beads, the more they will show them off to others. If everyone knows what everyone has, adding unearned beads is difficult and too risky for most children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading beads or stealing beads is also a consideration. Do you want to allow trading? Yes and no. I wouldn't encourage general trading of beads just because a child may start trading other items (sandwiches, Pokemon cards, video games) matching the perceived value of the beads. Trading can occur with administration (HONESTY beads) or between campers during a trade-specific activity that doesn't involve common beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some campers will trade an ultra-rare for another ultra-rare based on aesthetics and I think that is fine as long as it's not disruptive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I  could write a book about this, if I get into enough detail! I hope that I gave some relevant ideas that help and I am totally willing to share more specific information as needed - or give location-specific advice. Let me know in the comments or email (vigeant@gmail.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your Summer planning is going well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2984227270739279421?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2984227270739279421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2984227270739279421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2984227270739279421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2984227270739279421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/making-beads-work-in-every-situation.html' title='Making Beads Work in Every Situation...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/SCxJ90lnUXI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FBBKDQzXhf8/s72-c/img_5683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5936597418868889199</id><published>2008-04-24T17:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:02:53.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A quick note about camp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have plans... many, many plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer, I convinced Bryan to work at iD Tech Camps as an AD and my younger brother Ben is going to be an instructor at iD in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me jealous - because frankly, I miss the camp scene. The good news is that all of that will change soon... Bryan is moving to NYC and we have some projects ready to roll out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before then, though, I'm producing a Big Urban Game in NYC early this summer - stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5936597418868889199?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5936597418868889199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5936597418868889199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5936597418868889199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5936597418868889199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/quick-note-about-camp.html' title='A quick note about camp...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4099692742733253880</id><published>2008-03-20T10:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:09:06.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><title type='text'>New Songs (+a couple forbidden ones)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some friends on the net have been commenting and sending songs... as I said in previous posts, I will definitely get on taping these as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some really great news to that affect: BRYAN is moving back from Colorado... which is wonderful. We have some wonderful stuff planned for the future, so keep your eyes open :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother Gilligan" (to "Father Abraham") [Thanks Rebecca!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mother Gilligan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Had some chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Some chicks had Mother Gilligan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And they didn't dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And they didn't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All they did was go like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Right wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ...Right wing, left wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ...Right wing, left wing, right foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ...Right wing, left wing, right foot, left foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ...Right wing, left wing, right foot, left foot, bounce head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ...Right wing, left wing, right food, left foot, bounce head, big tongue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Waddaleeatcha" [Thanks Rebecca!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Waddaleeatcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Waddaleeatcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Doodleydoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Doodleydoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Waddaleeatcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Waddaleeatcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Doodleydoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Doodleydoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Simplest song there isn't much to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All ya gotta do is doodleydoo it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I like the rest but the part I like the best goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Doodley doodley doodley doodley doodley doodley doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; HONK HONK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"A Ram Sam Sam" [Thanks Rebecca!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gullie gullie gullie gullie gullie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; A Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gullie gullie gullie gullie gullie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh Waffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh Waffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gullie gullie gullie gullie gullie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ram Sam Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Purple Soup" [Thanks Rebecca!] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; We're makin' a purple soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Whoop whoop, whoop whoop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; We're makin' a purple soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Shoobiedoobiedoo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Purple potatoes and purple tomatoes and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;**and a couple of forbidden songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[NOTE: technically these aren't forbidden, but they can be slightly annoying if repeated too often, leading them to be banned in certain environments]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"God Bless my Underwear" (to "God Bless America") [Thanks Kim!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My only pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stand beside it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Through the rips and the holes and the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the washer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To the clothesline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Full of air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My only pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My only pair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The Song that Never Ends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the song that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It just goes on and on my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somebody started singing it not knowing what it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And they'll continue singing it forever just because... (repeat!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The Song that Gets on Everybody's Nerves" [Thanks Rebecca!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody's nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody's nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And this is how it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4099692742733253880?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4099692742733253880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4099692742733253880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4099692742733253880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4099692742733253880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-songs-couple-forbidden-ones.html' title='New Songs (+a couple forbidden ones)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1132468236275654226</id><published>2008-03-11T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:23:45.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><title type='text'>NEW SONGS [experimental, mind you]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...as always, videos as soon as I feel pretty enough for the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The King on the Phone" (to the "Wishy Washy Washer Woman")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayyy-&lt;br /&gt;Over in the castle&lt;br /&gt;There's a king on his throne&lt;br /&gt;And all day long&lt;br /&gt;He just talks on the phone&lt;br /&gt;He goes: (murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;That's what he does while he sits on his throne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayyy-&lt;br /&gt;Over in the castle&lt;br /&gt;A king eats his scone&lt;br /&gt;And all day long&lt;br /&gt;He just talks on the phone&lt;br /&gt;He goes: [**mouth full](murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;That's what he does while he eats his scone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayyy-&lt;br /&gt;Over in the castle&lt;br /&gt;A king starts to moan&lt;br /&gt;And all day long&lt;br /&gt;He just talks on the phone&lt;br /&gt;He goes: (moannnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;(moannnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;(moannnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;(moannnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;That's what he does when he starts to moan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayyy-&lt;br /&gt;Over in the castle&lt;br /&gt;A king sings a tone&lt;br /&gt;And all day long&lt;br /&gt;He just talks on the phone&lt;br /&gt;He goes: (**dial tone)&lt;br /&gt;(**dial tone)&lt;br /&gt;("Please hang up and try your call again... this is a recording")&lt;br /&gt;(murmur, murmur)&lt;br /&gt;That's what he does when he sings a tone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Broccoli Haters Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[this is a repeat after me song!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Birds! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;**repeat... and etc after each line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Birds fly up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rocks! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rocks fall down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cars! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Car go fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cows! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cows go moo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stars! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stars are far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are near!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kids! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kids are fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Broccoli! Uh uh uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Broccoli is NOT! UH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1132468236275654226?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1132468236275654226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1132468236275654226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1132468236275654226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1132468236275654226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-songs-experimental-mind-you.html' title='NEW SONGS [experimental, mind you]'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7419960027539906766</id><published>2008-03-10T13:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:09:00.530-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><title type='text'>"Been a long time since I..." [NEW SONG]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey - Here's a NEW SONG... plus more to come (if I ever find that notebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh - I married a marshmallow in May&lt;br /&gt;I married a marshmallow in May&lt;br /&gt;Yo ho what a wonderful day&lt;br /&gt;I married a marshmallow in May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh - I ate a great s'more in September&lt;br /&gt;I ate a great s'more in September&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, where's my mate? Can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;I ate a great s'more in September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7419960027539906766?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7419960027539906766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7419960027539906766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7419960027539906766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7419960027539906766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-long-time-since-i-new-song.html' title='&quot;Been a long time since I...&quot; [NEW SONG]'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1786391345138560262</id><published>2008-01-29T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:08:58.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tonsils Finally Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You would think that two weeks ago when they removed my tonsils that I would be writing more, not less... Alas, instead of taking that time to do something productive, I mainly slept and internally moaned about the ridiculous pain that plagued me when I awoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now the swelling is down and the gross white patches have all but gone away... my voice is back to normal and perhaps more clear than ever (which can't be a bad thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[now for something completely different]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not ignore that a major election is about to take place. We have been inundated recently with bogus news stories about celebrities gone wild, when the fate of our nation - and perhaps the world to some extent - is resting on who will be the next president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the many jaded from the past two elections and I am absolutely tired of sighing because of poor thought out decisions made by our current administration. Countless teachers have told me that "No Child Left Behind" is a flop... Young  American men and women die every day in current war efforts that were based on a series of lies - yet we are *spared* from seeing the body bags and coffins returning from the Middle East because our government will not allow the media to photograph them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, there was another Gulf War that dominated the news. My older brother collected trading cards about the soldiers while I learned about Patriot and scud missiles in school. Are kids still doing this, or instead are they learning about what brand of underwear Britney Spears is wearing (or not wearing) this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a point. Sometimes we get lost focusing on a single issue, without understanding that full implications of our vote. Please do your research and pick the *BEST* person for the job - that's all I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am voting for Barack Obama. I'll let you figure out why :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1786391345138560262?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1786391345138560262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1786391345138560262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1786391345138560262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1786391345138560262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/01/tonsils-finally-out.html' title='Tonsils Finally Out'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3793871100853425877</id><published>2008-01-11T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T12:23:13.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><title type='text'>New Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, 2008... who ever thought we would see you. Another year, another chance to lament the fact that I spend my days inside a cubicle world (although I do enjoy my job) instead of being outside in the wilderness enhancing the lives of young people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is filled with promising projects for me... There are a couple of museums in the works that will have my interactive touch. I am blessed to have gone to so many museums as a child (thanks Mom and Dad) so that I can give a fairly accurate viewpoint of the typical (or atypical) child. These spaces are becoming more and more interesting... to a point that we're not really allowed to use the name "museum" anymore, rather "experience" or "institute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a couple of projects JUST FOR YOU in the works as well. Certainly, I am way behind in my professional cuts of the more popular camp songs... so that will be a priority. I am teaching a Photoshop class to some high schoolers tomorrow (gasp!) so I hope that goes well... perhaps leading to more opportunities in that area. Jamie (my Assistant Director at iD Vassar) may be coming back to iD this year... and we're planning on running the NYC Marathon... or rather I am planning on jogging the NYC Marathon with moments of walking, crying and perhaps napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be fun. Other projects are in the works... I will start posting more and maybe some podcasting, newsletters and more... just be patient :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3793871100853425877?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3793871100853425877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3793871100853425877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3793871100853425877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3793871100853425877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='New Year.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1947520497186932362</id><published>2007-12-14T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:20:41.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>STEAL THIS IDEA... It's easy :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whether you're in the camp industry or the child care industry (or some wonderful amalgamation of both), keeping your customers is always a priority (and subsequently getting their younger siblings). Of course you ran a wonderful summer program and they were all screaming for more at the end of the day, but how will your registration fare in four months when our fickle young friends forget all of the wonderful memories of last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution is simple, cost-effective and beautiful - a calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the most novel idea, but sending out (or selling at a small printing fee) a calendar has never been easier or more basic a scheme to revive your campers' interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you take all of those photos from last summer (and surely there are hundreds because you own a digital camera...) *--BREAK--*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WORK WITH KIDS, YOU NEED TO OWN A DIGITAL CAMERA... there's no excuse anymore. I can write a handy dandy buying guide for you, but essentially they have gotten cheap enough that you can literally beg on the street and buy the camera with quarters...&lt;br /&gt;SO AGAIN, YOU NEED A DIGITAL CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why digital? Because you have 500 - 1000 kids a summer (or more) and you don't want to be limited by the cost of film. My first summer working at camp, I took about 2 dozen shots with a very limited digital camera. The following year, I took about 200... and then 500... and since then, probably around 1,000 or so shots. I want to capture a good picture of each of my staff doing a great job... each camper having a good time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, distribution of these pictures is essentially $0, as long as you're free to share them with the world (as most camps have a publicity waver in the contract). If not, there are a few more measures to take, but still the idea is solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have a digital camera, you ditch the software that comes with it (because most of the time it's fairly confusing and riddled with ads), and opt for either iPhoto (on a Mac) or Google's Picasa on anything else. Both programs are very similar (in my opinion) and Picasa is FREE (I'm not sure about iPhoto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Picasa, you can edit all of your photos so they look fantastic (with a great red-eye tool that works perfectly about 75% of the time) and do all sorts of other fun stuff easily - including automatically posting them online to be shared with the world (free also).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** BACK TO THE CALENDAR IDEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Picasa and iPhoto allow you to send the photos of your choice to an online photo-printing service (such as oFoto). If you are using another program to edit your pictures or are completely content with what you've taken, you can upload directly to oFoto or even Target.com or Walmart.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO... oFoto, iPhoto and others (of which there is a &lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2007/06/23/photography-toolbox/"&gt;comprehensive&lt;/a&gt; list towards the bottom) allow for some really great printing options, one of which is for a calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I would suggest shopping around. There are probably some vendors that you already deal with (think t-shirts) that may give you a great deal on calendar printing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essential Features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Color Photographs - try for 1 per month instead of a collage... large pretty pictures look nicer than a bunch poorly stitched together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATES OF IMPORTANCE - make sure you are able to add your own dates to this calendar (or intercept them before they are sent out and MANUALLY add the dates). Your customers need to be hit with those registration deadlines again AND AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun - the photos shouldn't be boring group shots or serene trees... They should show FUN (whatever that means to your camp). Don't be afraid to hide some characters (if you have any) in the background, either ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1947520497186932362?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1947520497186932362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1947520497186932362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1947520497186932362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1947520497186932362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/12/steal-this-idea-its-easy.html' title='STEAL THIS IDEA... It&apos;s easy :-)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3372747889063741667</id><published>2007-12-05T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:47:29.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Acting like children.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do not want to preach... nor do I want to get drawn into any long arguments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this blog, you probably have read about the tragic loss of a teenage girl on the news over the past month or so. Her name was Megan and after a severe bout of depression mixed with some cyber-harassment, she hung herself. The worst part of the story (if it could get worse) is that the cyber-bullying was from the mother of another teenage girl posing as an *interested* teenage boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another Blogger location where that particular mother attempts to defend herself (I believe it's titled "meganhaditcoming")... but I believe her logic is seriously flawed and it relates to the child-care industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, teenagers can be cruel and emotionally illogical. Between cliques and romances and pressures to fit in while standing out, the plight of a young adult IS REALLY HARD (just remember your awkward years). Sometimes this means that friends can turn to enemies at the drop of a hat... and apparently this was the case with Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing no other way to save her emotionally fragile and innocent daughter, this mother decided to attack the problem in the exact way that a 13 year-old would. Her blog entry and subsequent comments defends her actions over and over again as the ONLY possible option for saving her daughter... that she was being a "good parent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard this logic before? Didn't you ever have a staff member who made a horrible decision and couldn't possibly see how they went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things happened:&lt;br /&gt;1. The mother fought negativity with negativity.&lt;br /&gt;Camp people know that this doesn't work... our worst behaved campers thrive on the extra attention they get, regardless of what flavor it comes in. Incentive programs go much farther than constant time-outs. If you haven't learned this yet, then keep a log of every time-out. You may be surprised by the repeats... year after year.&lt;br /&gt;2. The mother didn't act like an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Adults don't go onto MySpace and fake out 13 year-olds... wait... RATIONAL adults don't. It sounds ridiculous now to think of a 30+ woman pretending to be a 16 year-old boy online... and to have her act as if it's normal behavior. No. It's not. NOT AT ALL. If I see a 3 year-old on the playground take a swing at my nephew, I don't automatically run over and hit them back. That's ridiculous, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I have a point:&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers, or the bulk of our employees, sometimes have the same troubles as this mother. I've seen some male counselors (and actually experienced this as a camper myself) throwing back insults to some loud-mouthed 8 year-olds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, don't jokingly insult your campers... second of all, don't act like an 8 year-old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This problem is easy to identify with the younger campers / counselors, but in teen programs the line blurs even more. A good deal of teen counselors have a problem distinguishing when to be an adult and when to be "cool." I have the answer: ALWAYS BE AN ADULT AND DON'T CARE ABOUT BEING COOL. I know that sounds pretty lame, but the *coolest* counselors do their job and do it well... even the most angry and callous teens can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong - a lazy, slang-yelling, no-rules kinda person is adored by the teens... but who wants that on their staff? Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only hope that people can learn from this and maybe this mother will realize the folly of her ways... at least I can tell of this tragic event during trainings to illustrate the importance of acting like an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3372747889063741667?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3372747889063741667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3372747889063741667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3372747889063741667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3372747889063741667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/12/acting-like-children.html' title='Acting like children.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1833717325433102436</id><published>2007-11-19T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:00:32.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The FIVE YEAR System</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Dig" commented about the (dreaded) five-year system that many camps have been using to keep their content "fresh" while not having to rewrite the program every year. Basically, a camp will pick five themes, topics or events to base a summer on, compile an entire schedule and programming around this idea and then cycle without varying the fifth year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IOW: Every 5 years, the same exact regiment of stuff is repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why this is a broken system: As pointed out by Dig, first and foremost, the campers may not realize the repetition, but the staff absolutely does. If the staff is bored with a concept, that will be reflected in their actions; essentially trickling down and making for a mediocre camp experience... It's like that popular one-hit wonder band that has to play the same song for 30 years... most of the time, the performance gets stale... UNLESS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the trademark UNLESS! Here's a real-world example. Broadway shows go on for hundreds, if not thousands of performances. "The Phantom of the Opera" happens to be the longest running show currently and I had the fortune of seeing it several times over the last *20* years (gasp). Each performance was strikingly different - not just because the actors had changed, but because the producers evolve the show over time. Little changes occur in various places and after a year or so, the show is (kind of) *new*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is hope for repetition... but I have other reasons for not using a *system*. You, the camp director (or whomever), hires a staff because they are outstanding. None of us are just trying to fill slots - we're trying to get the best group available... like creating a baseball team. You don't just hire a pitcher - you want a pitcher who knows six different pitches and can hit over 90 with his fast ball (I'm just sayin'...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in creating your perfect ensemble, you are picking people of various outstanding talents. These skills should be utilized to the fullest each year. Just because it's not "Circus Summer" (because you had that 2 years ago) doesn't mean that you cannot use a variation of that theme due to hiring three or four jugglers! LET YOUR JUGGLERS JUGGLE! LET YOUR DANCERS DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hired a really great Nature guy, but he was incredibly smart and felt he could do more than "just nature." That's how we started "Science," an activity area where he made rockets and all sorts of fun stuff... AND HE WAS SO HAPPY. We had a fitness guy who wasn't that great at the "Athletics" area, but rocked at teaching "Wellness," a new area created around his talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our special events went the same way, starting a "Music Festival," when many of our staffers were in bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really that simple. Having a *system* is OK as a backup plan, but it should not be the only plan. Camps that truly rock have to be nimble and evolve; have to take advantage of their strengths. Forcing a theme can be demoralizing and detrimental to the entire experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1833717325433102436?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1833717325433102436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1833717325433102436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1833717325433102436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1833717325433102436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/five-year-system.html' title='The FIVE YEAR System'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-9163958470050567503</id><published>2007-11-16T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:03:23.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Creating Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do not stray from the path, my friends!&lt;br /&gt;(another rant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first big paying gig at a camp (HA!) was a wonderful little YMCA Day Camp in the middle of the woods. This spot had *traditional* written all over it, and yet... well, it was about as bland as can be. The camp director at the time was clearly burned out. He was incredible with the parents, but seldom entered the woods or participated in the camp day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FINE... I suppose... as long as he's taking care of the pain that is administrative duties, that means there is a greater opportunity for the next level (which we called "Unit Directors") to really manage and bring out the best in camp. That did not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN FACT, the lackadaisical attitude of our fine director was infectious. The Unit Directors spent their days at the pool... meaning no one was supervising in the woods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED...? Guess! Lots of the staff members took advantage of this sparse supervision. Chaos ensued... Camp was crummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a small number of us who actually went above and beyond - and we were the few who kept the camp afloat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp hit an incredibly common speed bump in the history of camps: namely burn-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURN-OUT happens. There is no avoiding it... but there is preparing for it. You see, this director really lost focus about what his goals were - what the mission of the camp was. I'm under the impression that mission statements should be rewritten every year. I know that's somewhat drastic, but in the camp world, senior staff has a fairly high turnover rate. Seeing as the senior staff really sets the bar for the rest of camp, they need to own that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I became director, my first goal was rewriting the mission statement by committee. Essentially we made seven points that were direct goals for each child that entered camp. The main one of these goals was "Create positive memories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewriting the mission statement allows for clarity and a refresh of what's important. My burnt out director was suffering from "the motions," where each year was so similar to the last that the excitement was gone. That is the key in coping with burn-out - CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Create positive memories" is such a strong idea because it can really alter the entire philosophy of the camp. Kids who have been at camp may have years of the same old activities - meaning that those "positive memories" are being overwritten and skewed with uninteresting repetition. Has a four-year veteran of your camp seen and done everything that can be done... several times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are strange things. I have a couple strange experiences with kids telling me about how great a one-summer-only specialty area was, even though we regarded it as a failure. Why do they remember it that way? Perhaps because it was unique, different and changed their camp experience that summer from the *norm*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That director lost focus about what was important. Had he thought about creating positive memories, he may have figured out the rut he was in and how it affected the entire camp. A simple solution of change could have made the mediocre / bad years at that YMCA into some of the best years yet... though, we cannot rewrite history, only learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewrite your mission statement and get focused. If you're set on creating lasting memories, be sure to accommodate everyone - even those lifelong campers who have been around forever. This summer is the best summer that your camp has ever seen... until next summer ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-9163958470050567503?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9163958470050567503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=9163958470050567503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9163958470050567503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9163958470050567503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/creating-memories.html' title='Creating Memories.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-9089015280363181915</id><published>2007-11-12T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:56:22.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>An idea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The holidays are upon us and all anyone can think about is... SUMMER CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I can think of... and basically that means that I need to start working with kids again. Besides dreaming about an East Coast tour of schools, my extremely practical side had an idea: What about New York City?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a New Yorker, living in the fair borough of Queens, and I'm willing to bet that there are many teens living in my area that could use a little brush up on their camp employment skills. Since I've conducted training for several camps and have a great deal of experience working with children, I wish to impart my wisdom on as many future potential camp employees as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is Pete thinking aloud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could do one or two sessions a week - from 7 - 8:30 PM seems like a perfect time. Eight weeks of classes... in other words 16 major topics covering everything from the fun side (camp magic, songs, crafts, rainy days) to the not-so-fun side (professionalism, emergencies, discipline) and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think this could work, as I'm prepared with the content and expertise - I would really just need a location and some form of organization sponsoring me (such as a YMCA or Boys and Girls Club). I don't want this to be exclusive to a single camp; instead a meeting of minds (so to say) of teens from various camps doing various jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be some sort of reasonable fee per class (depending on the space, $20 to $25) and one could attend a single session or all of them and benefit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Any advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-9089015280363181915?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9089015280363181915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=9089015280363181915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9089015280363181915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9089015280363181915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/idea.html' title='An idea.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4769800887675552853</id><published>2007-11-12T15:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:40:08.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><title type='text'>Another FORBIDDEN Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, yeah... I've been busy - but so have you! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was sent to me by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="profile/05423544545388492094" target="_blank"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  (who also referred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.heroworkshop.wordpress.com/"&gt;this excellent blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Waded in the Water"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waded in the water and she got her feet wet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;she waded in the water and she got her feet wet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;she waded in the water and she got her feet wet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but she didn't get her *clap, clap* wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;continue up the body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Last verse]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She waded in the water and she got finally got it wet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She waded in the water and she got finally got it wet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She waded in the water and she got finally got it wet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She finally got her *bathing suit* wet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4769800887675552853?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4769800887675552853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4769800887675552853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4769800887675552853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4769800887675552853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-forbidden-song.html' title='Another FORBIDDEN Song!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-660517301125890272</id><published>2007-10-17T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:04:37.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheers'/><title type='text'>Some Sailors Went... (new song?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My roommate, who generally opposes things associated with children, sings this song every now and then from his childhood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sailors went to sea sea sea&lt;br /&gt;To see what they could see see see&lt;br /&gt;But all that they could see see see&lt;br /&gt;Was the bottom of the deep blue sea sea sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've poked around the *internets* (ha) to find this and several variations popped up. Rather than borrowing those versions, though, I'm going to make up my own way of singing this... which is that the word "see / sea" is to be replaced by a nonsense word selected by an audience member - at first cycling through a couple choice staff and then chancing it on a brave child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-660517301125890272?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/660517301125890272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=660517301125890272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/660517301125890272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/660517301125890272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-sailors-went-new-song.html' title='Some Sailors Went... (new song?)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2273903687541877292</id><published>2007-10-10T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:00:50.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Birthday and Sesame Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rw0EZ0acHjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H59V-Vv523Y/s1600-h/panwapa_pete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rw0EZ0acHjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H59V-Vv523Y/s320/panwapa_pete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119753193002901042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.panwapa.com/"&gt;Panwapa World&lt;/a&gt; is officially launched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my "Me Page"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be blue and wear a superhero outfit... so basically exactly as you would expect. My house is completely "green" because I wanted to be hip and save the environment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were on the View this morning... and I'm sure the media hype is just beginning. Check out the site! I'm USA88 - drop by and leave a message :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's my birthday... I've decided it's a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2273903687541877292?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2273903687541877292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2273903687541877292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2273903687541877292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2273903687541877292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-and-sesame-workshop.html' title='Birthday and Sesame Workshop'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rw0EZ0acHjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/H59V-Vv523Y/s72-c/panwapa_pete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7306639540206737795</id><published>2007-10-08T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:39:16.080-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>This American Life... wonderful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This American Life is a pretty wonderful weekly radio show&lt;/span&gt; o&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n NPR. I listen to the Podcast every week or so and THIS week is about talking to children. The first act of the show is about two dirty 20-something comedians who are brought around to various camps... and they struggle... bomb... and eventually just resort to screaming and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inspiring to me, because I'm very good at working *appropriately* with large groups of children. In fact, it's probably the thing that I do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids *hated* the comedians... I wish I could have given a pep talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the show through here: &lt;a href="http://www.thislife.org/Radio_Podcast.aspx"&gt;http://www.thislife.org/Radio_Podcast.aspx&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... So I've been thinking about this for a little while and I have a response for the broadcast. First of all, the commentator says that they were doomed to fail from the start. This is untrue - completely bogus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept is that people who are outgoing and possess the stage ability to entertain adults &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have the ability to entertain children&lt;/span&gt;. This is correct. Stage charisma and energy, two of the huge drawing factors to adult comedians works well for kids (unbelievably)... Look at someone like Robin Williams - his energy and spirit work for both *adult* humor and *kids* humor... interesting, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the commentator blames the fact that the 10-year-olds have been exposed to Dane Cook for their inability to enjoy *clean* humor. This is wrong. Dan Cook can be appealing without being dirty - HE HAS ENERGY; HE TELLS STORIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane comes along with sound effects, huge physical motions and recognizable characters. The comedians in the story were relying on one-liners; perhaps the hardest form of jokes for a younger audience. One-liners rely on the awareness of the audience - if you speak over their heads, then they zone out. STORIES are where it's at. In a story, I expose you to the information that will turn humorous... I can have multiple punch-lines or even disregard one completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have talked to those poor young comedians, I would have steered them to Bill Cosby instead of Nickelodeon (where they did much of their research). Ten-year-olds don't get the same laughs from Sponge-Bob that they used to... but play them "Chicken Heart" or "Dentist" and they'll be laughing hysterically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm willing to publicly prove my theory anytime ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7306639540206737795?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7306639540206737795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7306639540206737795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7306639540206737795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7306639540206737795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-american-life-wonderful.html' title='This American Life... wonderful.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2059833744193561475</id><published>2007-10-04T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:11:46.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><title type='text'>Forbidden Songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every camp has something that is forbidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old camp had a ghost story about an ax-wielding psychotic named Stumpy. Back in the "old days," this was common fare for camp fires of any shape or size. When I took the reigns, though, it became forbidden - for several reasons. The story was incredibly inappropriate - especially for younger campers. I didn't want kids refusing to come back to camp because of fear... The main reason, though, was to keep Stumpy alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Crazy, huh? By forbidding something - EVEN with staff - it is immortalized. There never was as huge a collective curiosity in Stumpy than when everyone knew he was not allowed. Add in the fact that no one really knows the story (like I do) and you have a very powerful tool at your disposal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some forbidden songs... At many camps, "Titanic" is not allowed. I receive many a comment about "The Princess Pat" and it's basis (backtrack on the blog and you'll get a history lesson) and of course there are the gross objectors &gt; namely "Great Green Gobs," "Baby Bumblebee" and classically the "Pick your nose" verse of "Wishy Washy Washer Woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are simply objections, though (oh yeah... "Baby Shark"... that always raises some controversy). Unbelievably, we (as in camp-song aficionados) know of many more songs that have been simply forbidden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Prettiest Girl" [same as "Littlest Worm" with line repeats]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest girl&lt;br /&gt;I ever saw&lt;br /&gt;Was sippin' ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest girl I ever saw&lt;br /&gt;Was sippin' cider through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told that gal&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see how&lt;br /&gt;She sipped that ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told that gal I didn't see how&lt;br /&gt;She sipped that cider through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;And jaw to jaw&lt;br /&gt;We sipped that ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cheek to cheek and jaw to jaw&lt;br /&gt;We sipped that cider through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now and then&lt;br /&gt;That straw would slip&lt;br /&gt;And I'd sip some ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der from her lip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now and then that straw would slip&lt;br /&gt;And I'd sip some cider from her lip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've got&lt;br /&gt;A mother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;From sippin' ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've got a mother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;From sippin' cider through a straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of&lt;br /&gt;This little tale&lt;br /&gt;Is to sip your ciii-&lt;br /&gt;Der through a pail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this little tale&lt;br /&gt;Is to sip your cider through a pail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^ Someone at work sang that for me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I have a faint recollection of this next song which was just requested via email... Needless to say, both of these songs would have some parents yelling ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy and his Canoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a boy and a girl in a little canoe&lt;br /&gt;With the moon shining all around&lt;br /&gt;As he glides his paddle&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't even hear a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they talked and they talked&lt;br /&gt;Till the moon grew dim&lt;br /&gt;He said you better kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Or get out and swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you gonna do in a little canoe&lt;br /&gt;With the moon shinin' all a-&lt;br /&gt;Boats floatin all a-&lt;br /&gt;Girls swimmin' all a rou-oun-ound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2059833744193561475?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2059833744193561475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2059833744193561475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2059833744193561475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2059833744193561475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/10/forbidden-songs.html' title='Forbidden Songs!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-952308225412760346</id><published>2007-09-25T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:42:44.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>History.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camp is ever evolving. I know I've written this in the past, but it's an incredibly important idea to grasp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMP IS EVER EVOLVING. This means that camp = change. What a bizarre thought - especially for those of us who have worked at a camp. "There's no change, Pete! It's tradition!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, tradition. Of course... In fact, I've written about the importance of tradition. But that's not what I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember camp... when you were a kid? Yeah. It was 10,000 times different than today. Absolutely. Why? Because people have changed! Parents have changed! Children have changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, we wouldn't think twice about having riflery as a specialty area... Nowadays it takes a good deal of thought and insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll be concise for once. Is camp worse off today? Are we overly protective? Has camp been transformed into a glorified day care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, you could scrape a knee at camp or even break a leg - it was a commonality. Parents don't find that acceptable anymore. I can't get away with saying that your child was acting like a child and therefore got hurt - someone needs to be accountable on the micro-level. Some of this change is good. It prevents abuse where there was the possibility of abuse; it makes safety the priority where it may not have been number one in the past... Is there overkill, though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start at the definition of camp. I'm not talking about Websters, here, I'm referring to what made camp special back in the day. Camp represents freedom - the first time in a kids life that they are free to be whomever they want. Mom isn't dressing me in the morning and I'm not being evaluated at every turn... I'm not surrounded by the same group of schoolyard chums that I grew up with... I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freedom came at a cost, though. The laws of camp used to be wide open. I'm not talking about conscious neglect, but having a late-night all-camp all-woods game of capture the flag was foolish on so many levels. It was... and there *were* broken legs as well as smoking, relations and other activities that were not parent approved. Some of those were character building - the summer romance, the triumphant victory and etc. But the cost to some campers was fairly horrific - beatings, bullying, being left out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it was an incredibly BAD camp experience that got me involved in making good camp experiences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a price to pay with the lawlessness of the past. Now there are laws that we as a community cannot avoid whether we want to or not. Inspections need to be passed, parents pleased and the ever looming shadow of accountability and insurance cast down their intimidating shade from every branch. Our programs HAVE to be safety conscious - and that's a great thing. I don't want any kid to get hurt ever... except!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT - children get hurt. We're not walking the halls of a school, we're roaming the woods. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no such thing as a SAFE camp&lt;/span&gt;. We strive to be the safest possible, but there are dangers of being in the woods, playing on fields and hanging out with other campers (among other things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidents happen. They happen everywhere and they happen often. We're not the camp of the past, where a kid may break their leg because of staff neglect, but that doesn't mean that kids won't break their legs. And I know I'm being a little extreme, but we need to show parents that we've evolved past the days of their youth while maintaining the important parts of our history. This being said, campers get dirty, they scrape their knees and every now and then something unfortunate happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very important fight because if we don't stand up to the ever-growing over protectiveness of the world, we'll lose the essence of what makes camp important - RATHER what makes being a kid important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clarify my point - Safety is always going to be the priority above all else... I just want to insert a little realism into the minds of our customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot keep everything bubble wrapped - and frankly, the only fun thing about bubble wrap is popping the bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sesame Street project launches on my birthday, October 10th. Expect much rejoicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-952308225412760346?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/952308225412760346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=952308225412760346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/952308225412760346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/952308225412760346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/09/history.html' title='History.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7170572301182489841</id><published>2007-09-05T15:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:59:47.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Sing Songs</title><content type='html'>Most camp people never need to ponder the necessity of camp songs. They&amp;#39;re tradition... normal... &amp;quot;wouldn&amp;#39;t be camp without them&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have encountered the question several times outside of camp and when hiring new staff. In fact, I&amp;#39;ve even heard the phrase &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t do camp songs&amp;quot; muttered by a potential staffer. My reply is always the same: &amp;quot;You will.&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I always demand a great deal from my staff. One of my common requests is the occasional song. This can come at any time, whether the normal &amp;quot;camp spirit&amp;quot; time, during lunch, in the morning, during breaks or while walking on the path. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is this unreasonable? Of course not! Anyone is capable of learning and leading a camp song... anyone. They do not require any musical ability, nor a loud voice, nor a completely ridiculous and outgoing person. In fact, I&amp;#39;ve encountered many a staffer who appeared shy and reserved every other moment of the day... except when singing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are also some solutions for those who are reluctant. For the &amp;quot;too cool for school&amp;quot; (generally) male staff members, I&amp;#39;d have them create chants and shouts. Those aren&amp;#39;t as &amp;quot;corny&amp;quot; (blah) because the army does them... For the incredibly shy team members, there&amp;#39;s always a camper who wants to be leader for the day. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANYWAY, the best solution is to sing... and when you&amp;#39;re done singing, sing some more. BUT WHY?!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, the number 1 reason is that camp songs are fun. When everyone is singing loudly and participating, the FUN is contagious. This is an activity that no one loses, no one is left out and everyone wins! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Number 2? It&amp;#39;s an excellent way to kill time... AW... I didn&amp;#39;t mean that! Hehe. Seriously, though, singing camp songs can effectively use 5 - 10 - 15 minutes with any size group. Anyone that has run a camp experience can definitely understand how useful that is! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Number 3 is exercise. Most songs get kids out of their seat... and on some days, especially stormy ones, there are only sitting activities. These kids need to use that extra fuel in positive ways!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Number 4 is [related to number 3] ENERGY! If everyone is jumping around and singing, it really livens up the group... This can be used to pump them up before some big event or to wake them from the afternoon lull. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Number 5... they&amp;#39;re social. If I am new and see everyone singing and having a good time, I really want to join in. Those butterflies disappear and I forget how much I miss my Mom. In addition, I&amp;#39;m more likely to interact with the others around me who are also singing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Number 6....? It&amp;#39;s contagious... in a good way. Songs show the right kind of spirit - no anger or negative fuel in this fire! We sing together, we feel closer together... Bonding... etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are more than 6 (educational / storytelling aspects not even covered)... but work beckons! I promise to have more entries as soon as my Sesame Street work finishes (and I will keep you in the loop about seeing all of my hard labor sometime in October!) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until then, keep singing!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7170572301182489841?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7170572301182489841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7170572301182489841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7170572301182489841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7170572301182489841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-we-sing-songs.html' title='Why We Sing Songs'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-82246709634877966</id><published>2007-08-26T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:16:11.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>More Numbers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you know that "Baby Shark" has had over 10,000 views?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that combined, my videos have been seen over 100,000 times on Google Video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable (and wonderful)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that perhaps Bryan and I could plan some sort of East Coast tour about making better decisions... Something like "Pete and Bryan: brought to you by Good Decisions" and do a mock television show with multimedia interactive goodness. Of course we'd sing a ton and do some really goofy bits throughout the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief we'd arrive at the school around 9 AM and visit some class rooms for some team building activities. The afternoon would be highlighted with an all-school assembly to promote better decision making, although the kids won't know that... they'll be too busy laughing and singing and participating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The follow-through would be activity sheets for the following weeks as well as an up-to-date web presence that's safe for kids (and adults)! Then we'd do the whole thing at another school the next day... 100 schools in 100 days... or more? That would be pretty exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan thinks that we could get a company to sponsor this venture... I think that it would have to be a combination of sponsorship and a small fee from the school's programming budget. Of course, I'm not an expert when it comes to these types of numbers :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think this is possible? Is there a call for it? Would a company sponsor us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100,000 hits and growing... someone is taking notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-82246709634877966?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/82246709634877966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=82246709634877966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/82246709634877966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/82246709634877966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-numbers.html' title='More Numbers.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2272150555921098928</id><published>2007-08-24T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T14:09:11.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Numbers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your optimal camp size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think the bigger the better. Space, of course, is a huge consideration when fielding this question, but many camps misuse or abuse space all over the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how exactly do you know? Well, there are the legal / ACA guidelines. They are a good starting block, but should not be a stumbling block. If you need 4 more toilets, then install 4 more toilets! If you need another set of bunks, then put them in. The advantages of more campers far outweigh the hassle / cost of accommodating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a worst-case-scenario, how many kids can you fit into thunderstorm safe areas for an entire day? Keep in mind that they need to be busy and your staff sane! This is a good starting place to figure the perfect number. I think most camps hover around the 200 mark when they could be hitting 400 a session. That's twice as much for you English majors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Pete, it's not that simple. We need food, bunks and staff for each of these extra campers, not to mention programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is all true. First of all, food is always scalable. A kitchen that supports 200 can, in many cases, be reorganized to support 4 shifts of 100 each. Oversimplifying the situation would suggest that the more food bought, the better price per camper per meal... meaning that your bottom line is increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year you should be adding or redoing bunks. That should be built into the budget. Face it, every camp has that building that time forgot - and it's time to forget it! ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE AN OLDER TRADITIONAL CAMP, you should be rewiring your bunks for the future. If you're not prepared to offer the benefits of the information age to kids who already take it for granted, you'll miss out in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff is the greatest challenge when expanding beyond your imagination. There are millions of potentially good staff members out there, but finding them and recruiting them has always been the tough part. To scale up, you'll want to revisit your staff hierarchy. Is there a way to redistribute power? More staff means there needs to be more eyes watching those staff... I would suggest beefing up some of the lesser director positions to include some managerial responsibilities to ensure that everyone is getting the support and supervision that they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming is a part of this puzzle that I find the most fun. First, figure out places that cannot be scaled. For instance, if you only have one pool, a larger number may take away from the total average pool time. The same goes for a ropes course or a shooting range. The good thing about these activities, though, is that some campers have a love/hate relationship with them. Is it possible to allow for custom scheduling? In fact, when was the last time you rehauled the way that campers spend their day? I found that at several areas we weren't giving the kids enough time - such as Arts and Crafts. I would rather they finished a bigger project one day instead of having 3 small rushed projects over the week. In addition, the teens never enjoyed Nature. I understand the importance of a well-rounded program, but I'm not going to consistently fight the majority opinion if I can't prove it wrong. Instead, there should be Environmentalism or Tribal Construction (a type of in-house improvement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major program changes I made was taking teens away from all program activities. This meant that I freed up a lot of space for the other groups to pass through while limiting the *traditional* activities that the teens only really needed to do once during the week. The afternoons were spent on service projects and large activities - both of which were more preferred by all. Of course, this requires a great deal of additional work by your teen staff, but you've been overpaying them for years anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be completely guilty of oversimplifying this, but I do believe that bigger is better. There's nothing like an all camp event that roars loud enough to aggravate the neighbors... who live on the other side of the mountain... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2272150555921098928?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2272150555921098928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2272150555921098928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2272150555921098928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2272150555921098928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/numbers.html' title='Numbers.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8282775356058787487</id><published>2007-08-20T13:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:05:07.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>New Site! [ex-SITE-ing!!!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It may not seem like a huge task, but I completely rewrote the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://games.greenghoulie.com/"&gt;Ghoulie Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  website. As always, there is more to add and more to do, but for this exact second I'm fairly satisfied with my update.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Let &lt;a href="mailto:vigeant@gmail.com?subject=Ghoulie%20Games%21"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8282775356058787487?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8282775356058787487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8282775356058787487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8282775356058787487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8282775356058787487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-site-ex-site-ing.html' title='New Site! [ex-SITE-ing!!!]'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8957887945298262892</id><published>2007-08-14T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T18:07:02.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A conundrum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Video games and camp generally do not mix... BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsIndyyWL3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xgzaPxne-gc/s1600-h/handhelds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsIndyyWL3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xgzaPxne-gc/s320/handhelds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098681120939454322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a shot from one of my all-time favorite camp movies, "Wet Hot American Summer" (which is completely inappropriate for campers or people who are easily offended). The joke is that the kids are taking a hike, although they are preoccupied with state of the art (ha!) gaming machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until the last couple of years, hand held gaming was not a huge issue at camps. This had to do with both the devices and the nature of camp. Every place that I visited had a fairly strict policy against all electronics - Gameboys being no exception. Of course, the Gameboy was not a social device (no matter what way you cut it). From Tetris to Pokemon, the Gameboy and it's younger brother, the GBA, were single service and therefore incredibly easy to ban. In addition, there were at least half a dozen of them somewhere in the bottom of the pond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are changing. The Nintendo DS and the PSP are both wireless. This equates to camp gold - a large gathering of like kids outside of the school setting who I can play against. The logic is not just "camp is boring so I'm going to plug in"... instead campers are thinking about networking, sharing and essentially socializing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the responsible adults that run camps (me included), still enforce the archaic ban without hesitation. YOU DON'T COME TO CAMP TO PLAY VIDEO GAMES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you do come to camp to interact with new people... to break the ice and participate... to do things that you've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are positive camp memories? I learned a ton of great card games at camp... and I remember them all because it was as much a social phenomenon as a programming one. In fact, at my camp card-playing was outlawed... perhaps that's why it stuck so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes *banning* something that is popular is not the best solution. If kids are going to bring their iPods and DS's and PSPs to camp despite our best wishes, we need to find a solution that's fair to everyone. Instead of just assuming that technology is negative, we should evaluate the potential of using technology in specialty areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seatle Mariners (half owned by Nintendo) have downloadable content (such as stats and replays) as well as the ability to order from your seat using the DS. That's incredible! Can we repurpose the same program for problem solving initiatives? Perhaps the days schedule will automatically upload to your DS every morning. Maybe we can include some slideshows for parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities are endless. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Camp 2.0 - it's a new world; about time we caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8957887945298262892?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8957887945298262892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8957887945298262892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8957887945298262892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8957887945298262892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/conundrum.html' title='A conundrum.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsIndyyWL3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xgzaPxne-gc/s72-c/handhelds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8547738799564963029</id><published>2007-08-14T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:44:54.120-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>What I've been working on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey all! I've been off for a couple days because I've been revamping the main site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sneak peak of what will be out shortly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsEzKiyWL2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/iWKnWk8jA90/s1600-h/new_site_tease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsEzKiyWL2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/iWKnWk8jA90/s320/new_site_tease.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098412509389795170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8547738799564963029?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8547738799564963029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8547738799564963029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8547738799564963029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8547738799564963029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-ive-been-working-on.html' title='What I&apos;ve been working on...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RsEzKiyWL2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/iWKnWk8jA90/s72-c/new_site_tease.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8720207338828976378</id><published>2007-08-08T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:09:45.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Red Rascal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During a visit to an overnight camp, I asked the future director to tell me the camp stories. He pondered this for a moment and then gave me the impression that he didn't understand. Again, I asked about the fable, lore, legends - where is the camp magic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not have an answer. There were no characters that everyone knew. There was no traditional telling of an age-old tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this be? One of the greatest parts of camp is the tradition - the stories - the secret life that distinguishes this place from any other place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rroi2iyWL1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/RJzt6Es1vq4/s1600-h/the_red_rascal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rroi2iyWL1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/RJzt6Es1vq4/s320/the_red_rascal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096424248769392466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the characters from my past is the Red Rascal, here tormenting other members of her family during an annual birthday celebration... for her nephew... the Green Ghoulie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8720207338828976378?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8720207338828976378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8720207338828976378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8720207338828976378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8720207338828976378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/red-rascal.html' title='The Red Rascal'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rroi2iyWL1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/RJzt6Es1vq4/s72-c/the_red_rascal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7142546200571577714</id><published>2007-08-06T13:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:49:14.402-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sharks and Barracudas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;harks  and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;arracudas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;layers:  8+ (I've played 4 on 4, but can imagine up to 10 on  10... or more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pace:  A Medium Gymnasium (can be adapted to 1/2 a soccer  field)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;upplies:  1 ball for every player (various sizes and types are a  big plus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone loves  "Capture the Flag." When I was really young, "Capture  the Flag" meant running through the woods non-stop  (sometimes late at night) with a basically unachievable  goal.  Sounds dangerous? Then it was revised as I  got older to playing on a field - which worked much  better as a game. Gyms have normally presented a  challenge when adapting "Capture the Flag" mostly  because of the size. This game combines two successful  games ("Capture the Flag" and "Sharks and Minnows") in  order to make a very entertaining and challenging gym  experience for those of any age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Game Play  and Setup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The group needs to  split into two *basically even* teams. The space is  split in half and each team claims their side (the  "Shark" side and the "Barracuda" side). At the back of  each side, there is a safety zone from the foul line to  the wall. Place one (1) ball in this safety zone for  each player on the opposite team (for instance, if there  are nine (9) Barracudas, then there should be nine (9)  balls in the safety area behind the Sharks).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The goal of the game  is to either: (1) Have all of the balls in the game on a  single side; or (2) Capture all of the opposing players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rules are fairly  simple. The center line represents the "tag" line. If a  Barracuda steps onto the Shark side, then they can be  tagged and consequently go to jail. Conversely, the same  happens if a Shark crosses over to the Barracuda's side.  If a player is tagged without a ball, they must go to  the safety zone behind their opponent (the jail) -  Sharks end up behind Barracudas and vice versa. If a  player is tagged while holding a ball, they must return  the ball and return to their side before resuming play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If a player is in the  jail, they must stay in the safety zone until one of  their teammates who is *not* in jail successfully swipes  a ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Players who are trying  to take balls may only take them from the opposing  side's safety zone. Players in the safety zone CANNOT be  tagged! Players can only hold one ball at a time and may  not pass / kick / throw the ball at any time. If a ball  is dropped, that ball must be returned to the safety  area from which it was taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once a ball  successfully crosses the halfway line, the player must  bring it into their safety zone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The basic idea is that  some of the players will try to steal the balls while  others play defense. The jobs will change significantly  as some are captured or as the loot dwindles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love introducing new  games to a group of kids - especially amid yells of  "Wall ball" and "Dodgeball" or other such standard games  that are probably played too often by lazy instructors.  When I first taught this game to a group of middle  schoolers, their reaction was an expected hesitation.  They left saying that it was the greatest game ever. Of  course, I'll probably never play it again with them - I  am fairly strict about my no-repeat attitude with groups  I scarcely see - but the effectiveness with all players  of varied skill levels was wonderful. In addition, the  processing that the team work and strategies provide is  excellent for educational facilitating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7142546200571577714?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7142546200571577714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7142546200571577714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7142546200571577714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7142546200571577714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/sharks-and-barracudas.html' title='Sharks and Barracudas'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3717076479703002185</id><published>2007-08-03T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:50:56.024-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Field Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I issued a challenge: no boring field trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This may sound like an obvious one, but I have a completely different definition for a *boring* field trip. For instance, AMUSEMENT PARKS are boring(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, you're shocked. I should take a moment to let that sink in...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK. Again, amusement parks are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm really meaning ordinary / everyday / *traditional*. Now for a tangent:&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was in middle school, the big trip for the 8th graders was to Riverside Park (which is now called "Six Flags New England"). This was a highly anticipated and coveted event. Everyone who was anyone would go - especially since everyone (for the most part) was invited and it was during the school day. Yes, it was very exciting being at a theme park with my closest buddies... BUT, now I'm an adult and I can barely remember that trip. I've been to amusement parks my entire life - one trip with my entire 8th grade class does not make the experience wholly unique. In fact, because there was such a diverse group walking together (along with chaperons / etc) I didn't get to do nearly the amount of things that was the norm for my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, reflect: Have any of your trips to the amusement park with your large camp group been outstanding? Or, rather, have they been a pain? The kids seem to appreciate it, but how many of them have already been to an amusement park before, or that particular amusement park?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to bet that most campers have a great deal more fun with their family or friends when visiting by themselves as opposed to a large group... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can put the pieces together and figure out that amusement parks are not the greatest trip to take a large group of campers. In fact, I would make the argument that doing so is the easy / lazy way out. Why would I ever say this? Another tangent: &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in Tiger Cubs right when it started back in '86. Instead of having a single leader for the whole group of 10 six-year-old boys, the mom's ran the program, having a different trip each month. Three of the trips stand out in my mind perfectly because they were unique and interesting and I'm sure that I can name all of them if I really concentrated. The three that I immediately remember are a trip to the Sikorsky Airport in Stratford, CT; a trip to a large Little Caesar's Pizzeria where we all made our own pies; and a trip to a rock collector's store where we searched a cave for rare rocks (as well as learning about many different kinds of rocks).  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was over 20 years ago and I can remember all three trips in great detail, as opposed to the many trips to amusement parks that have occurred through various organizations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camp is about creating positive memories. Every director's dream is to fill a camper's head full of great experiences that they will take with them for the rest of their lives. Why not take advantage of the field trips to make this happen? There are some incredibly creative trips out there for those willing to find them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you go about booking creative trips? First of all, you ask around... Factory tours can be quite interesting if you can find the right factory. Are there any special events that are taking place in the area? If there's a regional theater, perhaps you can get a backstage tour and meet some of the actors. Businesses love giving demonstrations - especially if the kids are the target audience. I would bet there are tons of professional dance programs or martial arts dojos that would love to have a group for a day (and these opportunities are not only fun, but generally cheap!) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Call everywhere you find in the phone book. Sometimes a business will go out of their way to design a custom program for your campers... The Basketball Hall of Fame in Springfield, Massachusetts has an excellent group program that entices participation and interest in even the oldest of campers (I was very surprised and pleased). Basically, the memories are out there waiting to be made - you just need to defy laziness and convention. Just because we did it last year does not mean we have to do it every year!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3717076479703002185?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3717076479703002185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3717076479703002185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3717076479703002185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3717076479703002185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/field-trips.html' title='Field Trips'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4341252872567010172</id><published>2007-08-02T17:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:51:24.401-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>Training your counselors for everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember hearing a presentation once where the main argument was that there's no such thing as a "safe camp."&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I absolutely agree with this. Despite the best efforts of the greatest leadership in the world, factors exist on this unpredictable planet that will shake the foundation of every safe-guard placed on the campers. Small hazards, such as loose limbs or hidden rocks on the path, are unavoidable... and big hazards... well, we don't like to think of those :-/ &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUT YOU MUST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every leader must always be evaluating risk and making the camp's experience as safe as humanly possible. Every day. Every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one thought of preparing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/02/us/02cnd-bus.html?ex=1343707200&amp;amp;en=158d6c03c847a5ee&amp;ei=5088&amp;amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt; this school bus full of campers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; or the leaders / counselors for a bridge collapse... I can only hope and wish they made it out safely.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4341252872567010172?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4341252872567010172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4341252872567010172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4341252872567010172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4341252872567010172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/training-your-counselors-for-everything.html' title='Training your counselors for everything...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1401753393270609843</id><published>2007-08-01T16:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:51:55.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Potato Canon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RrD0OyyWL0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ox59f9ElKNE/s1600-h/img_6154-779025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RrD0OyyWL0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ox59f9ElKNE/s320/img_6154-779025.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love special events. In fact, special events are one of my specialties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sure, every camp has the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Talent Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (or variations thereof), but we'd go out of our way to make some fairly "original" programming. Such events included the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dance Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Music Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Penny Carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wacky Races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; . My little brother came up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bead Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; which is a very popular event at that particular camp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, sometimes we need filler material for one reason or another... One of the solutions was included briefly in a previous post ("When We Was Campers") and here is another:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Potato Canon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although it sounds dangerous, using the correct precautions and a trained staff, a canon that fires potatoes straight into the air (eventually to land in the pond with a small splash) is very exciting and entertaining. In fact, I had only read about potato launchers and the like before I worked at camp and was very impressed when my science specialist put on a demonstration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The factors that really work when using a potato canon are: the loud BOOM, the height that the potato reaches and the anticipation of it hitting the water. We put targets in the pond and named each potato for a different large group of campers... they turned the event into some sort of contest among themselves, rooting for their particular potato. It can be quite an amazing sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1401753393270609843?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1401753393270609843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1401753393270609843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1401753393270609843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1401753393270609843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/08/potato-canon.html' title='The Potato Canon'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RrD0OyyWL0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ox59f9ElKNE/s72-c/img_6154-779025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2932935465484134013</id><published>2007-07-30T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:36:30.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life goal is to open a camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The simple explanation is that it will serve youth-at-risk from September - June and be a *regular* / *traditional* camp for the summer. Of course, no camp that I create will in any way be regular or traditional, but that would be the simplest explanation. In addition to a summer camp for children, two weeks out of the summer (one in June and one in August) will host adult camp, a time for the rest of the population to relive their youthful glory (and occasionally sneak out late at night to cause trouble). Ideally the facility will be a conference center as well and host weekend groups year round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was inspired by projects such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.naturesclassroom.org/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;Nature's Classroom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.northbayadventure.com/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; NorthBay Adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, both of which meet school requirements for a 4 - 5 day *field trip* program (the latter serving youth-at-risk in Maryland). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyday my imagination creates a more detailed picture of this *camp* experience. Based on experiential education techniques mixed with a fairly sophisticated ubiquitous technological back end, our mission will be to inspire everyone to make better life decisions and see that there's a fork in every path... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Get ready for Camp V. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2932935465484134013?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2932935465484134013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2932935465484134013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2932935465484134013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2932935465484134013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream.html' title='Dream.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5497288282295744392</id><published>2007-07-28T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T14:00:06.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Oh I see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really want to write about the potato canon, but I don't have a lot of time and I'm on someone else's computer (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Here's a chant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Binary Chant [done in military style]&lt;br /&gt;1010101&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1010101&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;10...10... 11!&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5497288282295744392?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5497288282295744392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5497288282295744392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5497288282295744392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5497288282295744392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-i-see.html' title='Oh I see...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1064874088574896678</id><published>2007-07-25T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Commercial Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A fairly common element of Summer Camp is the *Talent Show*. At my previous camp, this event came only once at the very end of the summer. There were 2 days: kids and staff. The oldest campers would sometimes be invited to perform their skits / whatever again at the staff show if they were a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids talent show was broken into 2 chunks as well, as the youngest campers deserve to participate, but cannot possibly take an entire afternoon sitting. They would do their customized event somewhere else and then join the rest of camp for the last hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was the MC along with my constant sidekick, Bryan. The first year I did MC duty, I wanted to regulate time - which meant that I needed my own little group of mini-skits to use as filler. Another director and I found a couple of CDs of old advertising jingles from television and... well... basically used the interstitial time for ad placements. Of course, it normally included dancing around incredibly silly and then smearing the product all over ourselves... I think that I ended up chugging ketchup one year because of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whole thing was very humorous, well-received and successful. The reason I bring any of this up is because I am seeing "They Might Be Giants" tonight and they happened to cover one of the songs we used (completely coincidentally!). The song is called "The Middle" and is a Public Service Announcement for safe road crossing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1064874088574896678?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1064874088574896678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1064874088574896678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1064874088574896678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1064874088574896678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/commercial-break.html' title='Commercial Break'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4250151252444752707</id><published>2007-07-23T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:36:47.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>New Song!!!?!?! "Crazy Moose"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just sent this CRAZY / AWESOME song from a camp in... um... well, I have no information on the camp, beside that the caretaker is crazy... crazy-awesome... like the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY MOOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a repeat after me song (This is a repeat after me song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WITH ACTIONS (WITH ACTIONS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a crazy moose (audience repeats each line after you sing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who liked to drink a lot of juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a crazy moose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who liked to drink a lot of juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Singing way-way-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A-way-a way-a-way-a-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Way-oh-way-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A-way-a way-a-way-a-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This moose’s name was Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He liked to drink his juice in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This moose’s name was Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He liked to drink his juice in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He drank his juice with care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But once he got some in his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He drank his juice with care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But once he got some in his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now he’s a sticky moose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Full of juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuice...&lt;br /&gt;On the looooooooooooooooooose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt;*]&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=AglvFjTXTRE"&gt;link to the video&lt;/a&gt; from my new friends out in Washington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4250151252444752707?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4250151252444752707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4250151252444752707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4250151252444752707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4250151252444752707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-song-crazy-moose.html' title='New Song!!!?!?! &quot;Crazy Moose&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-614668453103013681</id><published>2007-07-19T18:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Fastest Growing Game Show Sensation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp_mKlRETzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/U5UidVAQAcE/s1600-h/img_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp_mKlRETzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/U5UidVAQAcE/s320/img_3051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089039173428727602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't have a lot to write today - mostly because I'm completely overtired. I think (perhaps) I may be coming down with something... or maybe I should just adjust my bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Morning Announcements, I liked to host a game show that includes the tag line "The Fastest Growing Game Show Sensation." I believe (and I may be corrected by one of my old employees) that the first appearance of this idea was somewhere in the woods during an activity area. I started with "Win Pete's Money," a nature variation of a show called "Win Ben Stein's Money" and then eventually came to "Will it Float?" a popular time-waster from "The Late Show with David Letterman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the kids loved "Will it Float" and in actuality they just loved the idea that it was the fastest growing game show sensation (in Germany, it turns out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further down the road, I used the line for a game during "Wet and Wacky Day" which I used basically as an excuse to soak counselors... and then it became a Morning Announcement ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game changed constantly. Sometimes it was a trivia question... sometimes something else. Last Summer one of the more popular games was... hmmm... Food, Animal or Both... or something like that. The question was posed in German and generally it was anyone's guess what the answer was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more 2 come]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-614668453103013681?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/614668453103013681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=614668453103013681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/614668453103013681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/614668453103013681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/fastest-growing-game-show-sensation.html' title='The Fastest Growing Game Show Sensation...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp_mKlRETzI/AAAAAAAAAU0/U5UidVAQAcE/s72-c/img_3051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3107923137709747527</id><published>2007-07-17T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Empowerment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to write about today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PENNY CARNIVAL!!! (woooooo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple... simple... simple idea. Did I say simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, your camp has a bunch of teens who are generally uninterested in doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm not talking about the Counselors in Training, who are also uninterested, but somehow get away with it... No, I'm talking about that teen program that has always needed a little revamping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, these teens need empowerment wherever they can get it. Sure, they may be too young to be given huge responsibilities, or too immature to handle serious work... and, in reality, we have to remember that they are campers and should be given the same amount of activities as everyone else. But empowerment creates motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me clarify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm an angsty teen who doesn't want to do anything. At all. I have an iPod hidden in my backpack, a PSP in my pocket and my cell phone on vibrate. I want nothing more than to sit around and talk and avoid any authority figure that may change my current state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me in charge, and all that changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't believe me, have a Reading Day for your youngest campers. Take the teens and allow them to run the entire program. They'll love it and surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main gist of my entry for today is giving the teens the grand responsibility of creating, designing and running the Penny Carnival. Will they succeed? Of course. Will they exceed expectations? You bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They setup everything. You give them a week to design the games - no more than 2 or 3 teens running each attraction - and let them decide where the pennies go. During lunch they put everything together and then *BOOM* release the campers! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you have to pay attention to the little things &gt; there cannot be too many of one attraction; a strict level of appropriateness needs to be enforced (shooting games are out); the amount of "tickets" or prize certificates needs to be regulated; and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp1BPFRETyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/5guND4mjDyg/s1600-h/img_5936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp1BPFRETyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/5guND4mjDyg/s320/img_5936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088294881366134562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the end you'll see some of the most creative projects... and you'll see motivated teenagers - which can be as rare as a Bigfoot sighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3107923137709747527?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3107923137709747527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3107923137709747527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3107923137709747527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3107923137709747527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/empowerment.html' title='Empowerment.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rp1BPFRETyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/5guND4mjDyg/s72-c/img_5936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-9021051116999070103</id><published>2007-07-16T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:29:25.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>NEW SONG! "The Lion Song"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was inspired by a very positive comment... So I wrote a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lion Song" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the words in the brackets are for the song leader to shout... they do not interrupt the beat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Lion!]&lt;br /&gt;Roar!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Roar!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Roar!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Baby Lion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meow!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Meow!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Meow!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Sea Lion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Glub!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Glub!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Glub!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dandelion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sun!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Sun!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Sun!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Detroit Lion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Block!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Pass!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Score!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Autonomic Ganglion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sway!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Sway!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Sway!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Coach Lion!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Freeze!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;Listen Up!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;You're It!&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-9021051116999070103?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9021051116999070103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=9021051116999070103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9021051116999070103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/9021051116999070103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-song-lion-song.html' title='NEW SONG! &quot;The Lion Song&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8338038687155106308</id><published>2007-07-13T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The New Hotness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day, Bryan came to camp wearing a LiveStrong bracelet. I had never seen one, nor had many of the kids or staff. Somehow he had found out about the fund raiser directly when it started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during our morning announcements, he showed off his new bling, referring to it as the "New Hotness." Since the bit was pretty well received and seemed fairly harmless, I started talking to everyone about the New Hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have the New Hotness?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh snap! Look at his hotness..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This started a ridiculously popular LiveStrong fad at my camp, just months before the rest of the world became enamored with the little yellow rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, Bryan started a New-New Hotness. He was working under the assumption that fads are short and need to be periodically replaced by something equally silly and simple. So Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; convinced the campers to wear goggles on their heads all day. My competing Hotness, as I hated the strap digging into my ginormous head was to wear a winter hat during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of these New-New Hotnesses were as successful as the LiveStrong bracelets, but they were quickly adapted and created positive murmurs throughout camp. The following years we integrated several other kinds of Hotness, all achieving some level of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rpezh1RETlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NvmwynaRFa0/s1600-h/img_6316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rpezh1RETlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NvmwynaRFa0/s320/img_6316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086731697953984082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This picture is NOT of the New Hotness, but it's still pretty darn funny. How else do you deal with campers constantly pestering you for the schedule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8338038687155106308?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8338038687155106308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8338038687155106308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8338038687155106308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8338038687155106308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-hotness.html' title='The New Hotness'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rpezh1RETlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NvmwynaRFa0/s72-c/img_6316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2677107896311728033</id><published>2007-07-12T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The Weather Coconut: Part Deux!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpZuF1RETkI/AAAAAAAAARw/3RnISgGC2e4/s1600-h/img_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpZuF1RETkI/AAAAAAAAARw/3RnISgGC2e4/s320/img_1552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086373875638619714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My brother Fred sent me this photo of *myself* admiring the lovable weather coconut in all of it's glory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Board #1:&lt;br /&gt;"Do Not Touch&lt;br /&gt;* If it is moving, it must be windy&lt;br /&gt;* If it is not moving, there is no wind&lt;br /&gt;* If it is not there, it was stolen!!!&lt;br /&gt;* If it is white, it is snowing&lt;br /&gt;* If it is wet, it is raining&lt;br /&gt;* If it is going "Tink, Tink, Tink", there must be hail&lt;br /&gt;* If it is on fire, run!&lt;br /&gt;* If you cannot see it, it is foggy&lt;br /&gt;* If it was swallowed by the earth, there is an earthquake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Board #2:&lt;br /&gt;"* If it is acting bored, there is no weather&lt;br /&gt;* If it is casting a shadow, the sun is out&lt;br /&gt;* If it is involuntarily bobbing up and down, there is a flood&lt;br /&gt;* If there are steaming rocks raining down upon it, there is a volcanic eruption&lt;br /&gt;* If it ends up in Oz, there was a tornado"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that was our first coconut which had limited meteorological abilities. With our expertise at choosing better weather predictors, that list will not only expand, but also be a more accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me a pic of your Weather Coconut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2677107896311728033?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2677107896311728033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2677107896311728033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2677107896311728033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2677107896311728033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/weather-coconut-part-deux.html' title='The Weather Coconut: Part Deux!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpZuF1RETkI/AAAAAAAAARw/3RnISgGC2e4/s72-c/img_1552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2115510800039388101</id><published>2007-07-11T11:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T11:34:42.487-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Picture Perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpT2QjN6q6I/AAAAAAAAARo/5qX4V2XKWko/s1600-h/img_6521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpT2QjN6q6I/AAAAAAAAARo/5qX4V2XKWko/s320/img_6521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085960643400084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is the purpose of this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I wanted to keep a repository of new songs as I learned them - in an easily maintained place (as opposed to greenghoulie.com which is brutal and in definite need of an overhaul). Once I started writing stuff, I concluded that I could share some of the many camp secrets I've come across over the years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've decided to chronicle my own camp career in order for others to observe and absorb some of my knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why the last post was about Dr. Underpants (among others). Since I'm mostly posting from work, my access to camp pictures is limited (currently), but I will fix that in the coming weeks. Even though this is my hobby and at times I cannot work as hard on this as I desire, this is my love - CAMP is my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to a couple camps this summer for some singin'. If you would like a special guest (at a very low cost), I am more than willing to take a vacation day to entertain some campers. Whether it be 5 or 500, I have a couple tricks up my sleeve that will really excite and charge the kids and staff alike....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just let me know*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2115510800039388101?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2115510800039388101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2115510800039388101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2115510800039388101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2115510800039388101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RpT2QjN6q6I/AAAAAAAAARo/5qX4V2XKWko/s72-c/img_6521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7187083318038370485</id><published>2007-07-10T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:34:40.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A Bad DAY :-P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every cloud has a silver lining, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a plane today - :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. You just have to try your best, right? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hmm... So remember morning announcements? They're incredibly important, etc, etc... Well, one of the fun things about morning announcements are the skits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Nacho and I reenacted famous scenes from movies (something from Star Wars was the first one, if I recall correctly)... That got uninteresting fast, so we had to come up with some original material. We built off of the Superhero / Villain dynamic that kids loves and made some ridiculously wacky personae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Underpants, for instance, (who, BTW had nothing at all to do with "Captain Underpants") tried to take over camp several times and was always thwarted by the resident hero, Captain Tepee. The plot started simply and then evolved into a multi-character soap opera involving Major Pain, The Dark Lord of the Tepee, Princess Tepee, Shiny Shirt Man and Bold Man to name a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually they all fell to the cunning and daring of Captain Tepee (or Princess Tepee)... except for Shiny Shirt Man who *did* successfully take over camp a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more 2 come]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7187083318038370485?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7187083318038370485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7187083318038370485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7187083318038370485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7187083318038370485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day-p.html' title='A Bad DAY :-P'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1565156564783296669</id><published>2007-07-09T14:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:21:47.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Princess Pat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone recently pointed out that one of our favorite songs, "The Princess Pat" is based on a very similar song about the Princess Patricia Canadian Light Infantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia.org:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (PPCLI) is an infantry regiment in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canadian_Forces" title="Canadian Forces"&gt;Canadian Forces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (CF), belonging to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_Canadian_Mechanized_Brigade_Group" title="1 Canadian Mechanized Brigade Group"&gt;1 Canadian Mechanized Brigade Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (1 CMBG). It is one of the most decorated regiments in the CF. It currently consists of four &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battalions" title="Battalions"&gt;battalions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, three in the Regular Force and one in the Reserve Force (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Militia" title="Militia"&gt;militia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;). The PPCLI is ranked second in the order of precedence for the regular infantry, and 38th in the infantry militia. The regiment's RHQ is located in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmonton%2C_Alberta" title="Edmonton, Alberta"&gt;Edmonton, Alberta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, with its three regular battalions located in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alberta" title="Alberta"&gt;Alberta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manitoba" title="Manitoba"&gt;Manitoba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The regiment acts as the "local" infantry regiment for western Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you check out the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Patricia%27s_Canadian_Light_Infantry"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt;, you'll see the original lyrics toward the bottom of the page. Those, of course, are the *official* serious verses. At some point in history, these words were adapted by children's artists and campers to be more accessible to children. For example, instead of "light infantry" we use "lived in a tree." This makes the song something else entirely: namely a style parody, where the subject is completely changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another similar song is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ants_Go_Marching"&gt;"The Ants Go Marching..."&lt;/a&gt; which was a children's version of "When Johnny Comes Marching Home" (which itself was a variation of an anti-war song).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't history fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1565156564783296669?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1565156564783296669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1565156564783296669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1565156564783296669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1565156564783296669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/princess-pat.html' title='The Princess Pat...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5099359334842171214</id><published>2007-07-09T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:12:56.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>My Bonny Variation (Thanks Jess!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A fan the site sent me a variation of one of my *personal* favorites / specialties, "My Bonny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says that this is the "Alaskan modification," although I would think they have polar bears, not black bears... but what do I know? [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did make some slight modifications to her version, only for *appropriateness*&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bottom (variation of "My Bonny" from Alaska)&lt;br /&gt;[stand or sit on every "B" word]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bottom was bit by a black bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My bottom was bit by a bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My bottom was bit by a black bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won’t you bandaged my boo boo for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bandage, Bandage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won't you bandage my boo boo for me for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bandage, Bandage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won't you bandage my boo boo for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[video coming soon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5099359334842171214?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5099359334842171214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5099359334842171214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5099359334842171214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5099359334842171214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-bonny-variation-thanks-jess.html' title='My Bonny Variation (Thanks Jess!)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8878961370085507394</id><published>2007-07-05T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Importance of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Ro1j9zN6q5I/AAAAAAAAARg/fRpvM9H5zZs/s1600-h/img_3214__large_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Ro1j9zN6q5I/AAAAAAAAARg/fRpvM9H5zZs/s320/img_3214__large_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083829467742907282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I started working at my old camp, there was no opening or closing ceremony. In fact, there was nothing really to mark the beginning or end of a day besides the bus drop-off / pick-up. I'm sure there are many staff and camper alike who would swear that such a thing existed back in those days, but the truth is that they didn't... The days came and went, any major announcements being done through paper handouts (yuck!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became the Special Events / Specialist Director after a couple of years and took control of the entire schedule. Every day was to have at least 20 minutes before and after camp for announcements, songs, skits and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then the morning announcements and closings have been a staple of that camp: a completely necessary and essential part of the day. Although sometimes they drag on a bit or don't really make sense, I recommend that all camps do something similar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more 2 come]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8878961370085507394?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8878961370085507394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8878961370085507394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8878961370085507394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8878961370085507394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/importance-of.html' title='The Importance of...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Ro1j9zN6q5I/AAAAAAAAARg/fRpvM9H5zZs/s72-c/img_3214__large_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1083819370963799855</id><published>2007-07-01T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:04:48.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a former employee and friend of mine was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rof3bzN6q4I/AAAAAAAAARU/VBFwltaSvrI/s1600-h/img_6534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rof3bzN6q4I/AAAAAAAAARU/VBFwltaSvrI/s320/img_6534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082302761488001922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life." - John Muir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1083819370963799855?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1083819370963799855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1083819370963799855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1083819370963799855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1083819370963799855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/Rof3bzN6q4I/AAAAAAAAARU/VBFwltaSvrI/s72-c/img_6534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3774638497973336396</id><published>2007-06-28T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>When We Was Camperz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoPo0jN6q3I/AAAAAAAAARM/KpdmIAaN0HU/s1600-h/img_3074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoPo0jN6q3I/AAAAAAAAARM/KpdmIAaN0HU/s320/img_3074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081160794108504946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love this skit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely story about Bryan and I (and a special guest...) and our adventures during the time "When We Was Camperz." The prep work basically involves finding some willing hands, buying some really gross and gooey food and hoarding the lost and found for outfits that can be modified and ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We employed the use of a narrator, as talking through the camp day ourselves got difficult - especially when there was ketchup, pudding and syrup in every exposed pore. Essentially, the more disgusting the skit is, the better received by the campers / staff / everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some advice: buy club soda or seltzer for halfway through... it helps clean away some of the peanut butter that covers your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3774638497973336396?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3774638497973336396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3774638497973336396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3774638497973336396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3774638497973336396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-we-was-camperz.html' title='When We Was Camperz...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoPo0jN6q3I/AAAAAAAAARM/KpdmIAaN0HU/s72-c/img_3074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7885774852941610685</id><published>2007-06-27T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T13:59:27.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Hippo Song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Hippo Song is one of the most popular camp songs I know...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is due to the unique motions or the quirky lyrics - regardless, however, the song is requested again and again wherever i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was emailed an additional verse to this Repeat-After-Me masterpiece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not swooshing down a slippery slide&lt;br /&gt;Or going for a bicycle ride"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll include a full *all new* version of the video in future posts, but here's the classic version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=8420015346756204914&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7885774852941610685?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7885774852941610685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7885774852941610685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7885774852941610685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7885774852941610685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/hippo-song.html' title='Hippo Song...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7667292600247604029</id><published>2007-06-25T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Golden Hammer, Territory Tepee and a new camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoBuBYv1DEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PCWJU9HsU2c/s1600-h/goldenhammer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoBuBYv1DEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PCWJU9HsU2c/s320/goldenhammer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080181349775903810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoBuCIv1DFI/AAAAAAAAARE/LQ9_d72lNLo/s1600-h/territorytepee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoBuCIv1DFI/AAAAAAAAARE/LQ9_d72lNLo/s320/territorytepee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080181362660805714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey all. As camp season starts, I am reminded of some of my favorite traditions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such, at an old camp, is the "Golden Hammer." This prestigious award is given at the camp banquet by the Head of Grounds. Every season, the Service Staff pays close attention to those who serve camp. One person (or two on special occasions), is selected for outstanding contributions to the facility - the specific attributes changing year to year with the individual(s). This was the highest award and most revered among the upper staff. What's the highest award at your camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mine's above]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Territory Tepee was a game I created specifically for my old camp. It's a wonderful combination of Risk and Capture the Flag... I will post the rules soon. A tease, though, is the map [shown above]... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I have a new camera!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7667292600247604029?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7667292600247604029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7667292600247604029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7667292600247604029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7667292600247604029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/golden-hammer-territory-tepee-and-new.html' title='The Golden Hammer, Territory Tepee and a new camera...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RoBuBYv1DEI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PCWJU9HsU2c/s72-c/goldenhammer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3732973863710040723</id><published>2007-06-22T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:23:53.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Lyrics - I'm a Nut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm a Nut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[the motions are basically described in the song... watch the vid ;-)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a little acorn round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lying on the dusty ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;everybody steps on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is why I'm cracked you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click) (click) [gently hit head on clicks]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click) (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nut (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take myself to the movie grand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to hold my little hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wrap my arm around my waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when I squeeze I slap my own face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click) (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click) (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a nut (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nut (click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3732973863710040723?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3732973863710040723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3732973863710040723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3732973863710040723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3732973863710040723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/lyrics-im-nut.html' title='Lyrics - I&apos;m a Nut!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3219601618124866056</id><published>2007-06-22T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:12:34.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Lyrics - The Bear Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The Bear Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I met a bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out in the woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A-way up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other day I met a bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out in the woods a-way up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(continue the same format for the following verses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why don't you run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I see you ain't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got any gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so I ran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Away from there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But right behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me was that bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahead of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A great big tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh golly be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The nearest branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was 10 feet up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And press my luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so I jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Into the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I missed that branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A-way up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But don't you fret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And don't you frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I caught that branch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the way back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The moral of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This story be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you meet a bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You need a tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3219601618124866056?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3219601618124866056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3219601618124866056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3219601618124866056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3219601618124866056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/lyrics-bear-song.html' title='Lyrics - The Bear Song!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3440365152491283924</id><published>2007-06-22T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:07:38.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Lyrics - Black Socks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Black Socks" [can be sung as a round]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black socks&lt;br /&gt;They never get dirty&lt;br /&gt;The longer you wear them&lt;br /&gt;The stronger they get&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I think I should wash them&lt;br /&gt;But something inside me&lt;br /&gt;Keeps saying not yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3440365152491283924?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3440365152491283924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3440365152491283924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3440365152491283924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3440365152491283924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/lyrics-black-socks.html' title='Lyrics - Black Socks!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-5918942650391069446</id><published>2007-06-20T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Jokes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love special events. The challenge of entertaining a large group of kids who vary in age is very appealing. Every now and then I'll talk about special events that I ran at camp or plan to run in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I nervous about giving away my secrets? Absolutely not! If you take these ideas and turn them into something special, I want to know... The only way we learn as a group is to build off of one another's ideas and ideals. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my preferred event size is 400+ kids. Yes, that's where I shine... as well as Bryan, my sidekick. Seeing as most people would be intimidated with such a massive group, I'm not worried about giving away anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*get on with it!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes are powerful. Good jokes could bring people together in ways that they never imagined. Whenever I have a group, I love to integrate humor in my speech... *edit* Wow! I had written this whole set of information about a "Joke Day" special event that was somehow lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joke Day" is a great idea - whether it's a day, an hour or a couple of minutes in between lunch and activity time. A joke can give a willing camper their 15 minutes of fame without anyone dominating too much... and generally the results are surprising. The best way to run such an event is planning ahead (as always). Have staff memorize lots of jokes as well as a couple of skits. *"Down By the Bay" is a good resource to have ready, too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encourage the campers to prepare appropriate jokes. Depending on the amount of kids and the formality of the event, the staff should make sure each joke is clean and in good fun. Then, basically, the event is a fast-paced talent show. I suggest using a wireless mic if possible to alleviate the traffic jams from stage scuffling. Break up the event every so often with a skit or a set by the staff... AND... it's incredibly important for the staff to overreact. Laughter is contagious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the "Monkey Story" from my friend Shawn Hackler and it's a mainstay in my event toolbox. I wrote a similar loooooooooooooong joke called "The Key," which I'll record some day, I'm sure. Anyway, having any of this ready to call upon really helps better the camp (or whatever) experience... because everyone likes jokes - whether they know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Monkey Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1468554203410105752&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gabe Tells a Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-613485884996696744&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-5918942650391069446?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5918942650391069446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=5918942650391069446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5918942650391069446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/5918942650391069446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/jokes.html' title='Jokes.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8618959741329986366</id><published>2007-06-19T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:06:06.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>New Song - "I'm a Nut!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is awesome. Thanks Margot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=966528946113994777&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8618959741329986366?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8618959741329986366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8618959741329986366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8618959741329986366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8618959741329986366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-song-im-nut.html' title='New Song - &quot;I&apos;m a Nut!&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2535433046441562254</id><published>2007-06-19T11:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:29:50.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>New Song - "The Bear Song"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another great addition, performed by my wonderful sister... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=8260667670323090953&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2535433046441562254?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2535433046441562254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2535433046441562254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2535433046441562254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2535433046441562254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-song-bear-song.html' title='New Song - &quot;The Bear Song&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3618438203046802901</id><published>2007-06-19T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:28:02.402-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>New Song - "Black Socks"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll post the lyrics later... enjoy this song performed by my older sister, Margot :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=4625820333317336393&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3618438203046802901?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3618438203046802901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3618438203046802901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3618438203046802901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3618438203046802901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-song-black-socks.html' title='New Song - &quot;Black Socks&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7947078667490016466</id><published>2007-06-18T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Camp Secret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RncKjov1DDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/o462GG4xL48/s1600-h/img_5686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RncKjov1DDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/o462GG4xL48/s320/img_5686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077538712233249842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I'm using this site as a repository of good ideas (in some form or other), I wish to share some incredibly hush-hush secrets about camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such *fun* idea was the "Weather Coconut." Prepare yourself... this next one is super-secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, beads are one of the most important items at camp... They are used as a way to mark a campers progression &gt; through a day / week / summer / lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it succinctly, beads are a reward, motivation and currency. Each area gives a different colored bead every time the camper visits (such as Nature or Arts and Crafts). This is a normal bead - think of it as a second-hand on a clock or another day on the calendar. Normal beads show the passage of time... We used to throw in attendance beads as well - just for showing up that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are "special" beads. These are a little more fancy, but still achievable on a semi-daily basis. If you were to get 10 normal beads a day, you should get 1 or 2 special beads a day. That's a fine way of splitting it up - and of course, I'm talking averages here. Once the campers (or kids) are really addicted to beads, they go out of their way for special beads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following this progression, there are "rare" beads which are the hardest to get. Rare beads are (in fact) rare by nature. Each camper should get at least one rare bead while at camp, but the rarity is really derived on how many other people have them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the beads need to be displayed in a place where everyone can see them. This way, campers compare and contrast their collections. If everything works out, everyone has a bead just rare enough to be satisfied by their personal collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a good deal of problems associated with beads, such as kids leaving their totems at home or kids finding beads on the ground. Every problem should have a workable answer - as we collected the totems at the end of the day or secured them to the camper's backpack and I gave out special "honesty" beads at the end of the day for kids who found beads on the ground (they would only get 1 bead regardless of how many they turned in, but this didn't seem to phase them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need more information on the BEAD game ;-) let me know. It is an incredibly powerful tool that I'd love to develop more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7947078667490016466?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7947078667490016466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7947078667490016466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7947078667490016466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7947078667490016466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/camp-secret.html' title='Camp Secret...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RncKjov1DDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/o462GG4xL48/s72-c/img_5686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1325988859950047305</id><published>2007-06-18T12:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:09:39.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>New songs a comin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are many new songs a-comin' (as it were)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was down for the weekend and recorded three new ones for me... "Black Socks" &lt; which she says is under copyright somewhere, so use it sparingly; "I'm a Nut" &lt; so very fun; and "...hmm..." I just realized I don't remember the correct title of the third song. It's about a bear... and unfortunately it includes a gun (many a fine camp song has been retired for inclusion of weapons).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to a thought that I cannot fully discuss because of pressing "work" and so forth that must be done (darn loans). "There was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly" was one of my favorite *kids* songs (note, I don't call it a camp song) and now I'm a little annoyed... as "perhaps she'll die" has been replaced by "perhaps she'll cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally I am for appropriateness, but I don't think that censoring reality from a kid - such as the prospect that if you eat a ton of crazy animals you will eventually die - is necessary. One can't sugarcoat the world, especially in a case where "There was an Old..." is a silly fun song... Just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a parent once replace the word "tick" with "ladybug" because he son was not allowed to use "tick." I was sensitive to her request, but her son is going to interact with other campers and be exposed to this stuff... and frankly, the word itself should be the least of his troubles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1325988859950047305?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1325988859950047305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1325988859950047305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1325988859950047305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1325988859950047305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-songs-comin.html' title='New songs a comin&apos;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4133239051913627287</id><published>2007-06-17T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:49:11.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ben the Magnificent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a short little note about my little brother Ben, someone who reluctantly joined my camp crusade from his own personal performing arts gig (which paid a boatload more) and mastered camp in a completely different way than myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought "A Ding Dong" as well as "Water Spout," both of which are wonderful additions to my repertoire. Now he's the Special Events director (second year this summer) and standing behind me planning all of the events that will thrill and delight his campers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write about those as they come. Just remember "Bead Day." That's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4133239051913627287?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4133239051913627287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4133239051913627287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4133239051913627287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4133239051913627287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/ben-magnificent.html' title='Ben the Magnificent.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4933335391929581785</id><published>2007-06-15T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.362-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The Weather Coconut *or stump...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RnLavov1DBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zrqVxu_bt4k/s1600-h/img_3240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RnLavov1DBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zrqVxu_bt4k/s320/img_3240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360241926704146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RnLav4v1DCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FnX55JbxGmg/s1600-h/img_3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RnLav4v1DCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FnX55JbxGmg/s320/img_3241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076360246221671458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not going to lie and say this is an original idea... because it's not. I visited Camp Yaguuuuuuuuu (?) which is the oldest scout camp in the country and saw this incredibly wonderful item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a stump dangling from a rope on a tripod. The structure was about 4 feet tall and very eye catching, although surrounded by trees and other such nature-related colors. Leaning on the leg of the tripod was a wooden sign that read "Weather Stump" and followed with instructions on how to operate the tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember all of the instructions, but a simple and clear one was "If the stump is wet, it's raining." Awesome. I always wanted a weather telling device that was accurate - and as far as I can tell this stump was the most accurate thing I had ever seen. "If you cannot see the stump, it's foggy;" "If the stump is on fire, run!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning to my own camp, I decided to build my very own Weather Stump. The structure was a huge hit, although I thought we could do one better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All meteorologists know the special weather-predicting abilities of the coconut, but this important information rarely reaches the public. After consulting with many in the weather-field and attending a secret meteorological ceremony in the heart of a volcano (they don't mess around), I was told about the mysteriously wonderful properties of the coconut. The following summer, I rebuilt the weather station, this time substituting a coconut for the stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experiment was a complete success. Not only was the coconut more accurate, but I could tell from the amount of attention it received that everyone could tell how superior a coconut is in predicting forecasts than a stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I haven't included the list of "Weather Coconut" instructions, because the abilities will greatly vary depending on type of coconut and location... but if you need a little help, don't hesitate to drop me a line at &lt;a href="mailto:vigeant@gmail.com"&gt;vigeant@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT**&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten several requests for the instructions, so here are a few that I can remember. I'll do a complete write-up when I locate a good picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the coconut is wet, it's raining"&lt;br /&gt;"If you cannot see the coconut, it's foggy"&lt;br /&gt;"If the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is floating, there's a flood"&lt;br /&gt;"If the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is on fire, run!"&lt;br /&gt;"If the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is flying through the air at tremendous speed, run for the cellar, Dorothy!"&lt;br /&gt;"If the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is missing, someone stole it (call 911)"&lt;br /&gt;"If the coconut has a bite out of it, call animal control"&lt;br /&gt;"If the coconut is frozen, then it's cold out (and keep your hands off of the coconut!)"&lt;br /&gt;"If the coconut is covered in snow, it's ANYONES guess"&lt;br /&gt;"If there are molten rocks falling onto the coconut... well... good luck"&lt;br /&gt;"If the coconut tastes funny, stop licking it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - that's Bryan demonstrating how to use the "Weather Coconut"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4933335391929581785?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4933335391929581785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4933335391929581785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4933335391929581785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4933335391929581785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/weather-coconut-or-stump.html' title='The Weather Coconut *or stump...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3zaJBaA-ug0/RnLavov1DBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zrqVxu_bt4k/s72-c/img_3240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-4434757436573374288</id><published>2007-06-14T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:11:57.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>I know, I missed a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in Minnesota yesterday on business. I would try to tell you the city I was in, but it is hard to spell and I'm being lazy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was thinking about you the entire time, although I was at a corporate headquarters of a very large electronics store and it was probably inappropriate to burst into a repeat-after-me song (so I politely hummed to myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a proposition: if you need a camp song, I'll write it. Just tell me the name of the camp, the director and maybe some quirky things that make your camp special (it's gotta be something!). Do that. It should be fun for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. If you're lucky, I'll write a post about the weather coconut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-4434757436573374288?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4434757436573374288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=4434757436573374288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4434757436573374288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/4434757436573374288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-i-missed-day.html' title='I know, I missed a day...'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8278425795371550223</id><published>2007-06-12T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T17:12:23.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Some [TRICKY VERSES] for ya ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was concentrating *really* hard on this presentation a couple hours ago and happened to write some potential "A Ding Dong" verses...&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we went to play in the snow&lt;br /&gt;None of her toes would let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week at the big race&lt;br /&gt;She only came in second place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time that she came to camp&lt;br /&gt;When she left, her soles were all damp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she goes out when it rains&lt;br /&gt;The rug gets covered in footprint stains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8278425795371550223?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8278425795371550223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8278425795371550223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8278425795371550223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8278425795371550223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-tricky-verses-for-ya.html' title='Some [TRICKY VERSES] for ya ;-)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3381319202560207283</id><published>2007-06-12T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:06:23.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>"A Ding Dong" Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's how to properly construct this song:&lt;br /&gt;[BASE VERSE] + [TRICKY VERSE] + [CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Ding Dong"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BASE VERSE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your mother doesn't wear no socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a ding dong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was there when she took them off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a ding dong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TRICKY VERSE = a rhyme about mom and socks...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So then we went to the store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a ding dong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she found them on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A ding doooooong dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dong dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A ding doooooong dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dong dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A ding dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[REPEAT with new TRICKY VERSE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Ben had some "off the top of his head" tricky verses, but we can do better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3381319202560207283?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3381319202560207283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3381319202560207283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3381319202560207283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3381319202560207283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/ding-dong-lyrics.html' title='&quot;A Ding Dong&quot; Lyrics'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1103325015634666150</id><published>2007-06-11T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:02:00.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as I posted a couple days ago about putting a camp song to public domain music (something about "Swanee River"), I got an email about a song (my last post) which is to "Old Gray Mare." What a strange coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please send me any chants, cheers or songs that you have in your camp repertoire and I'll be sure to post them! Hopefully tonight in between sleep and redoing the main Ghoulie Games site, I'll record that frog song and... hmm... maybe some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1103325015634666150?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1103325015634666150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1103325015634666150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1103325015634666150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1103325015634666150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2109730037985388860</id><published>2007-06-10T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:21:09.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>"Flip Flop Went the Little Green Frog"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy! This was sent by a loyal camp singer (in fact, she claims to be the CAMP SONG QUEEN)... Video coming soon ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Flip Flop Went the Little Green Frog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(to "Old Gray Mare")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flip flop went the little green frooooog one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flip flop went the little green frooooog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Flip flop went the little green frooooog one day and they all went flip flop flip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, we all know frog go ladedadeda (clap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladedadeda (clap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ladedadeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all know frogs go (clap) ladedadeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They don't go flip flop flip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2109730037985388860?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2109730037985388860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2109730037985388860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2109730037985388860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2109730037985388860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/flip-flop-went-little-green-frog.html' title='&quot;Flip Flop Went the Little Green Frog&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3750487971123381424</id><published>2007-06-09T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Yes, these are the motions for Knight, Cavalier, Princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px;height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=7763363299797673942&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle"  quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3750487971123381424?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3750487971123381424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3750487971123381424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3750487971123381424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3750487971123381424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes-these-are-motions-for-knight.html' title='Yes, these are the motions for Knight, Cavalier, Princess!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-1107982962004400174</id><published>2007-06-09T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:22:56.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheers'/><title type='text'>Springfield Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe referenced this chant earlier... "Springfield Milk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want no pop&lt;br /&gt;No pop&lt;br /&gt;Don't want no fizz&lt;br /&gt;No fizz&lt;br /&gt;Just gimme that milk&lt;br /&gt;Moo moo moo moo&lt;br /&gt;That Springfield milk&lt;br /&gt;Moo moo moo moo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px;height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-6669662099910494009&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle"  quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-1107982962004400174?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1107982962004400174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=1107982962004400174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1107982962004400174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/1107982962004400174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/springfield-milk.html' title='Springfield Milk'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-3531468581073084091</id><published>2007-06-09T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:22:56.921-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>"It's Not Hard..."</title><content type='html'>"It's Not Hard..."&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard I tell you so&lt;br /&gt;Just sing along and go like so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the Video for the ACTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 347px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2549797028596138686&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2549797028596138686&amp;amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-3531468581073084091?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3531468581073084091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=3531468581073084091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3531468581073084091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/3531468581073084091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-not-hard.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Not Hard...&quot;'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-487609787132834820</id><published>2007-06-09T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:20:16.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheers'/><title type='text'>Finally, another VIDEO!</title><content type='html'>Hey all -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video for "Cinnamon and Sugar"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px;height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1008881276298057023&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle"  quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-487609787132834820?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/487609787132834820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=487609787132834820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/487609787132834820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/487609787132834820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally-another-video.html' title='Finally, another VIDEO!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2623804625429746271</id><published>2007-06-09T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:20:16.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>New Song! A Ding Dong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"A Ding Dong"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;performed by Ben, my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;(lyrics to come later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px;height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1394109751334165039&amp;hl=en" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle"  quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2623804625429746271?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2623804625429746271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2623804625429746271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2623804625429746271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2623804625429746271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-song-ding-dong.html' title='New Song! A Ding Dong!'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-779681299642097477</id><published>2007-06-08T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:09:55.169-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>User Contributions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every now and again I get an email from someone who enjoys the &lt;a href="http://games.greenghoulie.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes they include a song I may have missed... eventually, I will get to all of these *new* songs... Until then, though (while I'm learning them well enough to perform on camera), I'll post them all here (as well as some I know I need to add anyway)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs to POST (in other words, coming soon!):&lt;br /&gt;The Littlest Worm&lt;br /&gt;The Acorn&lt;br /&gt;Black Socks&lt;br /&gt;It's Not Hard...&lt;br /&gt;A Bear Went Over the Mountain&lt;br /&gt;Tootie Ta&lt;br /&gt;Decomposed Moose (?)&lt;br /&gt;The Prune Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any that I'm missing? Of course you do! I know even more than I've listed here! Let me know what you're looking for and I'll do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-779681299642097477?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/779681299642097477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=779681299642097477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/779681299642097477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/779681299642097477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/user-contributions.html' title='User Contributions'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-2685246126012415217</id><published>2007-06-08T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:22:14.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Minor Facelifting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My original songs site is &lt;a href="http://games.greenghoulie.com"&gt;http://games.greenghoulie.com&lt;/a&gt; (which happens to be a wonderful resource). Unfortunately, I never really set myself up for quick updates, as a content management system or blog would provide. Since I've struggled with CMS software in the past (I'm horrible at CSS), the blog was the way to go... and since I want this to be totally kid-safe, I chose blogger because I have less of a chance to be SPAM-graffiti'ed, as other blogs have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm attempting to make that whole interface more user friendly, since most of my video hits are through that... so check it out. The colors are in a constant rotation, until I perfect the look I want... on all monitors (silly Mac / PC color difference~!~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will eventually trash the whole site for a sleeker interface, but until then please make &lt;a href="http://games.greenghoulie.com"&gt;due&lt;/a&gt; and refer to this splendiferous blog for all of your camp song updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-2685246126012415217?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2685246126012415217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=2685246126012415217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2685246126012415217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/2685246126012415217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/minor-facelifting.html' title='Minor Facelifting'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-6768203671979721768</id><published>2007-06-08T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:46:17.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily drivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Music and Camp Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I'm all right on the lyrics end, but I'm not completely spectacular at coming up with catchy jingles. One incredibly important aspect of camp songs is familiarity. Many times an old melody will be repurposed for great song (On Top of Spaghetti, The Peanut Song, and etc). I suppose the answer to my constant melodic problems is to listen to classic tunes from yesteryear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon? A "Swanee River" knockoff! Check back ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-6768203671979721768?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6768203671979721768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=6768203671979721768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6768203671979721768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/6768203671979721768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/music-and-camp-songs.html' title='Music and Camp Songs'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-357118230365183995</id><published>2007-06-07T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:21:09.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>A chant and a video camera (kind of)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey all! I got a nifty little camera to tape things specifically for this blog (and other such projects)! Woohoo! This means that new vids should be popping up periodically (weekly if not daily).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a chant to get you through the day... now, I didn't write this one, but I'm pretty sure you never heard it before (thank you Larissa and... Xena?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh Alay Alay" (this is a repeat-after-me chant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh alay alay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alay a chika chonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A-wossa-wossa-wossa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooh alay alay GO TEAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-357118230365183995?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/357118230365183995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=357118230365183995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/357118230365183995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/357118230365183995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/chant-and-video-camera-kind-of.html' title='A chant and a video camera (kind of)'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-8140954338485890066</id><published>2007-06-05T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T14:20:59.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Game EVER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Knight, Cavalier, Princess"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;KCP is quite simply the greatest game ever... rather, it should be framed as such to encourage play. Have the group pair up and form a semi circle in front of you. Grab a volunteer and demonstrate the three different poses, encouraging the group to attempt each one. Once everyone is fairly well acquainted with the actions, yell out either Knight, Cavalier or Princess and then count down from 5. By the time you reach 0, everyone should be in the correct position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my technique is to build up the game as if it is a worldwide competition. I reference record breaking times and about how Bryan and I made it to the semi-finals only to be eliminated after stubbing a toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incrementally decrease the count and vary up the pose selection. Never call people out, for although you said they *had* to complete the pose within a small amount of time, you never said there was a penalty for failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get them down to a 1 second count, saying that this is semi-professional and most groups never make it this far... That always give a good bit of satisfaction when they actually find how fast they can complete the given pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what are the poses? Well, you'll have to buy my book! I'm just kidding, I don't have a book, although I will write one if anyone is yearning for more Pete! I'll post the poses tonight (hopefully) depending on whether I have a camera or not (at this moment, I do not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-8140954338485890066?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8140954338485890066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=8140954338485890066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8140954338485890066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/8140954338485890066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/greatest-game-ever.html' title='The Greatest Game EVER.'/><author><name>[pete]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00132791759873043312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pPKygegdio/TxmJjwcXZrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/CFGfAB_tT50/s220/A%2BYoung%2BCute%2BPete.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285378428536183880.post-7173106743685133889</id><published>2007-06-04T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:21:09.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>"Stuck Stuck Stuck in my Head" (a work in progress)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a repeat after me song (and a round if possible)!&lt;br /&gt;[editors note: just thinking about different motions for each... have any suggestions?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter rooftop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooty fruity bus stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooey gluey gum drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry berry belly flop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping pong paddle plop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticky slimey stewy slop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty dingy sewer mop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck stuck stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285378428536183880-7173106743685133889?l=campsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7173106743685133889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285378428536183880&amp;postID=7173106743685133889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7173106743685133889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285378428536183880/posts/default/7173106743685133889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://campsongs.blogspot.com/2007/06/stuck-stuck-stuck-in-my-head-work-in.html' title='&quot;Stuck Stuck Stuck in my Head&quot; 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