OH MAN

Tell the world of your sailing camp

When you were a young ween what did you wanna be when you grew up? (Like elementary school)

What was your favorite thing in the whole world when you were like 5-8? (Like plush toy, food, etc)

Oh god so I was that rich kid who's parents did/got him pretty much anything as long as they didn't have to spend time with their kids

Bonus points if it was actually mostly their interest and involved a chance for my mom to get drunk. Josh and I are kinda these

Talking dolls who will love them forever and they can mold into what they wanted to be. Hence sailing camp, or well 2 sailing camps, 3 years

Of space camp, a whole bunch of week long seaworld day camps. Like I'm super thankful and the opportunities were amazing but looking back

These were also really good excuses to take time off work and go drink somewhere far away guilt free. So sailing camp? Little boats for the

First one. Forgot a pillow but that's ok I had the complete works of Shakespeare that I slept on and used to avoid the other kids. I learned

To sail and only capsized once. Second one actually went up and down the coast of newEngland and sleep on the boat which was fucking awesome

So I uh kinda know how to sail? Not well but enough to not fuck shit up.

When I was a kid I was 100%for sure going to be an astronaut. This was a dream I kept far longer than was socially acceptable for a pudgy,

Awkward kid.

Favorite thing for 5-8? Hmm, I don't remember much because life was kinda shitty and my parents were especially crazy then? But probably

Books, especially adventures of Sherlock Holmes since those were bedtime stories when mom was actually home or those craft kits you give to

Kids to keep them busy. They had clear instructions that I could follow obsessively and I was always better at making things than other kids

And young me was an attention starved asshole who needed to be better than everyone else so people couldn't ignore me.

Wow that was unintentionally depressing.... My childhood wasn't that bad and my parents really try but are not at all qualified to have kids

Baby Pat was adorable.

You were a presh

Did you have pets?

Well hey at least you became an asstronaut

Oh my god I'm sorry Killian, Zippy is now my favorite person ever. It is now my life goal to have space themed gay sex.

And a very few pets? Nothing big since my parents rightly realized they weren't responsible enough for a cat or dog. We has frogs named

Froggy and sharky when we were super tiny which of course died almost immediately. Then nothing for years because mom was like, they will

Die and I'm not able to emotionally handle that. Then in 8th grade I brought home the old class gerbil since our teach couldn't take care of

Her anymore. Being pretty old for a gerbil she died in about a year and continued the trend of mom panicking and started one of pets dieing

Aw :<

In my hands. I took in my friend's 2 goldfish when she started college, one of which jumped out of the bowland died in my hands and the

Other of which is the hardiest fucking goldfish ever and still lives on our kitchen table. I now have a snake and paranoia about dieing pets