Friday, October 15, 2010
I sent my "courier" off to Pocatello with my paper/case study/thesis/pain in the neck this morning at 8:30. I finished writing it at 6:30, printed it off at 7, and had it all bound by 7:30. Paco had to restrain me from packaging it for the trip in this mailer. He thought that might deliver the wrong message.
That was one of the most painful months of my life. I'm glad to be among the living again and to be able to take up my sentinel position once more torturing flies. At the conclusion of this project I wanted to down a goblet of something festive and perhaps numbing--but my principles restrain me from going off the deep end, so I ate a dog biscuit with gusto instead. Ruff.
And so, as the sun slowly ascends to its mid morning height, I bid a final farewell to Allyn Knox, rookie principal of Quincy High School. I leave you with your nasty Citizens for Traditional Values, and your racist constituents, and your Holiday Festival woes, and your bullies. May you find peace in a far corner of your office with prescription drugs of your choice. Perhaps Mrs. Ben-David will lend you a calming poetry book... I've dealt with your problems longer than I EVER wanted to, and frankly, my dear, I don't give a...