This One Time, At Band Camp, Part II
This afternoon, we picked JackMan up from band camp. First, though, we were treated to an exhibition of what they've learned of the show so far. I'm still swooning from the smell of grass mixed with the sounds of drums and trumpets.
On the way home, we asked him to tell us secret band camp stuff. We got this: Every night at lights out, the chaperones would come around and check to see that all students were safely in their own rooms before locking up. Then, after the adults had padded back down the halls, the guys in drumline, following long tradition, would pop out the ceiling tiles and tunnel through the overhead passages to the designated Halo game room.
Gawd, I'm so proud.
End of story, back to Atlanta: