So there was a GUY in the tent last night. And I'm not talking about him just saying hello to his girl. I mean he was giving her the full-on greeting. 

Fortunately for her, she doesn't have a bunkmate.  Imagine waking up in the middle of the night to...um, extracurricular activities going on below.

Logistically, I was wondering how they manage it.  I mean, I have to crouch so my head doesn't bang on the bunk above me.  I'm just sayin'.

There are a lot of women in the tent now.  I've given up on the idea of my power squid being mine alone, since it now has other power strips daisy chained off of it.  Sigh.  But, most of those connections lead to people's bunks.  So, walking at night, even with a flashlight, is quite an adventure.  One of my neighbors tripped the other night. 

I promised her a cartoon for it.  She deserves it for the fall she took.  *grin*