on the rim

For those that don't know, Mic-O-Say is an Honor Camping Society of Scouts BSA in both the Pony Express Council, based in St. Joseph, Mo, and the Heart of America Council, based in Kansas City, MO.  I can speak on a very limited basis regarding the group in KC, and do NOT speak as an official spokesman for the group in Pony Express.  Wow, a disclaimer for something other than The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  How odd. The tribe, to which Mic-O-Say is referred, and will be here as well henceforth, holds its induction and advancement ceremonies on Thursday and Friday nights during summer camp.  While the exact procedures are not "secret", in keeping with Scouts BSA policy, they are held as a mystique for the young men, and soon, young women, as an incentive.  What is known by all is that these activities go late into the night.   For those long time members of the tribe, if any read this, they know that in the old days (yup, jus...

Here we sit like birds in the wilderness... Oops, can't sing that...  No, really, that is a thing, can't sing that one any more.  So while most of my friends on staff would really be glad that I am where I should be later, doing what I should be, let me explain.  I definitely should not be there tonight, but the truth is that I could run for miles on my feet right now.  Those that have served on  the Camp Geiger Staff don't know exactly what I am talking about. Today Cub Camp ended, the trial run for the store ended, and the real thing begins tomorrow morning. How did I end up on Staff?  Especially this one?  Camp Geiger's Staff is considered nationally one of the best.  I ask that question all the time. I am not an Eagle Scout.  Most here are.  Most of those hired are either Eagle or darn close.  I am not, but I have been consistently involved in Scouts since I turned 8, not that that counts for anything. Pony Express has...

Well.  Tomorrow is day 7 of Staff Week.  Or, Day 4 as most reckon time.  It is short, ending noonish.  We get to have a blessed time off, back on Thursday to prep for Cub weekend.  Then the main event.  Sunday morning, Week 1.  Scout camp begins. I would be lying to say that the overall enthusiasm that permeated my social media posts leading up to last week have persisted to this day.  Lying would be an understatement.  I wondered, truthfully, if I would even go back on Thursday.  Of course I will, but that is the place that I am in.  I won't lie on the Lib, and I won't lie in this place of introspection, or the look within. From time to time a dark cloud settles over me.  It is not one of anger, or really sadness.  It is apathy.  Severe apathy.  To me, this feeling is far more dangerous than a feeling of anger, or sadness  It has an affect on those around me, after all, people notice when I am not my ...

So, the first post from staff 2019. While this is the first official day of staff week, at least for another few minutes, for me it is the end of day four.  The store was functional on the day of feast, with inventory nearly finished being entered into the system today, we have a lot of work to do to get set for cub camp.  I have a lot of work to do to get set for uniforms on Wednesday. This year, I am running the Trading Post.  I have, at the last minute, an assistant manager, who will be working in the mornings, giving me mornings to do as I will, which will be to insure that all is working, run to the bank, etc, etc.  I thought it odd that I would be selected for such a position, essentially making me an area director in only my second year on staff.  It reminds me of what someone said about callings in the church.  Let me explain. In the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, with the exception of a relatively few general authorities of the ...