Did you think we were joking about all that summer camp obsession business? Because today we're off to teach journalism and food writing (revolving around s'mores, thank you very much) to impressionable young things in the wilds of New Hampshire.
Truth be told, there probably won't be that much finger banging going on, at least not in our world, considering Scanner Emily is the oldest camp counselor ever, and those things are probably better left to the 17-year-old counselors across the lake. (Not that Emily doesn't enjoy a good finger banging or dry humping, it's just probably not going to happen.)
We will, however, be busy teaching and swimming and roasting marshmallows. So while you'll get some dispatches from Scanner Emily's Wet, Hot, American Summer, you'll see fewer Scanner Emily posts than usual. Scanner Brian and Scanner Nicole will hold down the fort, with a little help from the lovely Verena von Pfetten.
Be nice to them, and you just might be rewarded with a lanyard or a polished rock.
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