In the Company of Men

I'm at gay nude summer camp. Sometimes I wonder why I come here. For what I'm paying for this week, I could stay two nights in the Omni Shoreham and wouldn't have to worry at all about deer flies, poison ivy, sun stroke, or venereal disease.

Don't get me wrong, the rustic setting has a lot to recommend, including a lake full of pond scum, meatloaf(!), and lots of less-then-Basic square dancing in the buff by the less-then-buffed. I have to admit truthfully that the dancing is emotionally painful, but Curtis, Rick, and John make it much more pleasant.

Of note: Sal is here. I haven't had much opportunity to talk, but he's as handsome as ever. Rick and I were up talking until 3 a.m. I enjoy the friendship