I must have left my Friendster account up and running at summer camp...
I suppose it might have been at my parents' house...

But one place or the other somebody got on and posted the following short confession:

I've been working at camp the past few weeks, and, well, "camp" I've gotten.
Campy if you will.
Or call it gay.
I'm outting myself here and now. call me if you're interested.
I'm on the prowl.

Not one of my close friends who are on Friendster seems to have noticed...
But the random people who I've added over the years without really talking to came out of the woodwork to offer their congrats and support.

Nice little Kevin Kline, movie, that's my life tonight.