I love that the yearbook kids are calling me on their cell phone's while the substitute teacher is watching. Just for that I've burned a CD for them . . . old person music torture for tonight. Put a picture of Gumby on it and everything - since they drag that poor Gumby doll all over the room and make him signs so he can taunt the journalism weasels.
Boy, I like the word taunt today.
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They were calling me about various things . . . my editor has my cell phone number for emergencies. At one point, they called and I figured out that it was past the time of my class . . . they had all skipped fifth hour. The CD has various things . . . some barenaked here, some pigface there. I'll send you a copy if you would like.
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