Another "Late night crew" thread

Witchy, did school come earlier this year for you? Seems that the kidlets are going to school earlier and earlier each year. How does that affect your summer and the way you are paid for summer time? Just asking, as my best friend is a school teacher and says it seems her time "off" is shorter each year. (she has not gone to a district with year round schooling yet)
I'm an hourly employee so I'm only paid if the kids are in school (for the most part). We started August 18, but a town nearby started August 12! Yes, it does seem like we're starting back earlier and earlier, but we usually get a pretty good Christmas break and spring break, too. Illinois mandates 180 days of attendance and the school calendar builds in snow days, too. Some years we use all of them; others we have good luck with Mother Nature and we get out a bit earlier in May.
 
I'm an hourly employee so I'm only paid if the kids are in school (for the most part). We started August 18, but a town nearby started August 12! Yes, it does seem like we're starting back earlier and earlier, but we usually get a pretty good Christmas break and spring break, too. Illinois mandates 180 days of attendance and the school calendar builds in snow days, too. Some years we use all of them; others we have good luck with Mother Nature and we get out a bit earlier in May.

I remember when they cut back the Christmas break and spring break (I think the kids went back on January 2nd) it wasn't nearly enough time for them to unwind after Christmas. I dont know who in the Illinois dept of education makes the schedule, but a few years ago they must have been smoking crack.
 
I remember when they cut back the Christmas break and spring break (I think the kids went back on January 2nd) it wasn't nearly enough time for them to unwind after Christmas. I dont know who in the Illinois dept of education makes the schedule, but a few years ago they must have been smoking crack.

I went to one of those hoity-toity boarding schools for high school. We went to school on Saturdays year round, and as a result we had almost ridiculously long vacations. 3 weeks at the holidays, and summer began mid-May and ended well into September. When I hear that for many, summer vacation is over in mid-August I'm struck with how punitive that seems.

By the way, though I have a tony prep-school and Ivy League education, nevertheless I drive an 12 year old Ford Escort.
 
And speaking of time off, I have the next two days off by choice. First time in over a year I've taken a day for any reason other than driving home from a 3-day weekend.
I may just go pitch a tent in this place I just discovered mere miles from one of my favorite places in the world.
Or I may drive for hours and wind up sleeping in the car. It has air conditioning, you know.
 
And speaking of time off, I have the next two days off by choice. First time in over a year I've taken a day for any reason other than driving home from a 3-day weekend.
I may just go pitch a tent in this place I just discovered mere miles from one of my favorite places in the world.
Or I may drive for hours and wind up sleeping in the car. It has air conditioning, you know.

Dude, with that kind of time you could be miles into the Pemi Wilderness.
 
Dude, with that kind of time you could be miles into the Pemi Wilderness.

It's only 9:00 here, but do you think we can make an exception an induct me into the late night crew regardless?

Seems like fun, and I do miss the one on top of me so very much. Quoted on top of me, I mean.

Per the tent v. car issue, the clear CLEAR choice is tent. Is there anything so aurally satisfying as the sound of a zipper on its way down? Tent. Final answer.
 
It's only 9:00 here, but do you think we can make an exception an induct me into the late night crew regardless?

Seems like fun, and I do miss the one on top of me so very much. Quoted on top of me, I mean.

Per the tent v. car issue, the clear CLEAR choice is tent. Is there anything so aurally satisfying as the sound of a zipper on its way down? Tent. Final answer.

I was the one on top of you. Sorry for getting in the way there, making it awkward. I'll skulk quietly out so you can canoodle.
I'll go start yet another late night thread elsewhere
Carry on.
 
It's only 9:00 here, but do you think we can make an exception an induct me into the late night crew regardless?

Seems like fun, and I do miss the one on top of me so very much. Quoted on top of me, I mean.

Per the tent v. car issue, the clear CLEAR choice is tent. Is there anything so aurally satisfying as the sound of a zipper on its way down? Tent. Final answer.

It's only 8pm, here.....
 
It is five in the morning in England. I am not, in fact, in England...but I am in New England, and my day has been beginning earlier and earlier as these years have worn on, thus the fact that it is late night somewhere in the world even though it may only be 8 in the morning wherever you or I may be, demonstrates that "Late Night" is more a vibe than a practical reality.
 
Though I know I must have been there at some point, I couldn't even tell you in what state the Pemi Wilderness is located.
Drive north and take a right at Lincoln, NH. And, yes, you've spent a TON of time in the Pemi. You may recall a winter camping trip we did once...
It's only 9:00 here, but do you think we can make an exception an induct me into the late night crew regardless?

Seems like fun, and I do miss the one on top of me so very much. Quoted on top of me, I mean.

Per the tent v. car issue, the clear CLEAR choice is tent. Is there anything so aurally satisfying as the sound of a zipper on its way down? Tent. Final answer.
You are welcome anywhere I am, dear.
It is five in the morning in England. I am not, in fact, in England...but I am in New England, and my day has been beginning earlier and earlier as these years have worn on, thus the fact that it is late night somewhere in the world even though it may only be 8 in the morning wherever you or I may be, demonstrates that "Late Night" is more a vibe than a practical reality.

Indeed. I don't know if it's age or what, but "late night" for me has lately meant "after 23:00."
 
Anyone awake? Waving from the OBX. Witchy, thank you for your reply.

Also, tent camping, all the way!
 
I was the one on top of you. Sorry for getting in the way there, making it awkward. I'll skulk quietly out so you can canoodle.
I'll go start yet another late night thread elsewhere
Carry on.

Oh heavens, no! I'm definitely the interruptor. If anything I should start swimming to Hawaii and delay my Late Night until everyone else is safely asleep.

I'm not fully opposed to a totem pole of sorts, though. I even volunteer to be in the middle, for simplicity's sake.

It's only 8pm, here.....

Eight rhymes with late. And rhyme trumps reason, so you're exactly where you're supposed to be.

It is five in the morning in England. I am not, in fact, in England...but I am in New England, and my day has been beginning earlier and earlier as these years have worn on, thus the fact that it is late night somewhere in the world even though it may only be 8 in the morning wherever you or I may be, demonstrates that "Late Night" is more a vibe than a practical reality.

I missed my birthday once crossing the international dateline. Since then I've concluded that true time is only relative to how sleepy you are.

You are welcome anywhere I am, dear.

Ah, merci! I'll make myself at home, then. Which typically means disrobing and sprawling out on the couch.
 
Indeed. I don't know if it's age or what, but "late night" for me has lately meant "after 23:00."
Which is 02:00, or whatever the fuck military time it is, for me. Two in the morning. I'll just have turned off the xBox by then.
 
Which is 02:00, or whatever the fuck military time it is, for me. Two in the morning. I'll just have turned off the xBox by then.

Sorry? I was drooling on my bib and nodding off to thoughts of my new walker...
 
I missed my birthday once crossing the international dateline. Since then I've concluded that true time is only relative to how sleepy you are.
Isn't there something of a Poseidon ceremony when first you cross the dateline?
And with it taking place on your birthday, you must be aging in reverse like Benjamin Button, right?
 
What's shaking Perg? Being good? Rhetorical question. As I was talking on the Because thread, I have been doing more and more research on Underwater caves. It's smoking! As stated, will help me with my fear of claustrophobia, as I don't spulunk and the caves are most awesome. I forgot how many are off the OBX. I just need quite a bit of training and an instructor with me the first time. Moocoos bucks, though it may be fun for next summer.


What is your next feat?
 
What's shaking Perg? Being good? Rhetorical question. As I was talking on the Because thread, I have been doing more and more research on Underwater caves. It's smoking! As stated, will help me with my fear of claustrophobia, as I don't spulunk and the caves are most awesome. I forgot how many are off the OBX. I just need quite a bit of training and an instructor with me the first time. Moocoos bucks, though it may be fun for next summer.


What is your next feat?

Yeah, I saw that. It's exciting! I know almost nothing about it...but I want to try it.

I got no big plans right now. Possibility of an unexplored river valley in China near te Paki border in spring of 2011. We shall see.
 
Heya, Veebsy.


We're all waiting to see that...

It's a pretty big couch. I suggest first-hand observation. I'll try and snap a picture before then, though. For marketing purposes.

Isn't there something of a Poseidon ceremony when first you cross the dateline?
And with it taking place on your birthday, you must be aging in reverse like Benjamin Button, right?

The flight attendants wouldn't even upgrade me to first class.

And yes. It'll be my un-eighteenth birthday soon and I'll have to leave forever. So make every effort to be as fun as possible before that.
 
The flight attendants wouldn't even upgrade me to first class.

And yes. It'll be my un-eighteenth birthday soon and I'll have to leave forever. So make every effort to be as fun as possible before that.

Wait wait wait...I'm really good at this kind of math.
Your un-eighteenth birthday makes you...lets see...47!
Umm...right? Not dog years, right? Do you have a cool moist nose? And a wagging tongue? And photos of the latter? In various poses?
 
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