When I went to pick my kids up from art today, there was purple paint everywhere.  They were covered in what looked like Barney beside a hand grenade– and the art teacher was, too.  Purple on her face, blood red in her cheeks, and thick black smoke coming out of her ears. And I did […]

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I remember when I worked in Oxford (back in da day).  I was a blubbering-first-year-teacher-mess the biggest part of the time.  The sweet lady at Handy Andy even started giving me free banana pudding by sometime in late September– I mean, things are getting ugly when you’re going to a hole-in-the-wall barbecue joint to pig […]

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