Early Valentine from a jr. high student's mother with the words: "I know you guys get tired of sugary treats." Amen and thank you!
The traffic gods smiled upon me and I was able to zip across the city at 4 p.m. and was able to get both my faculty parking permit and my ID badge (the photo is beyond hideous, so it will remain hidden). I know they're just pieces of plastic and I'm only an on-call sub, but I'm still jazzed about being officially being on college staff!
Then I popped down to BookPeople to take more blurry author photos. Tonight's treat was Dave Barry. While he did give a synopsis of his latest book, he mostly just ad-libbed and took audience questions. It was lovely to laugh to tears. He has perfected dead-pan delivery.
At the end, I happened to see the hosts of the Superbowl party I attended--not only are they fun & globe-trotting/living people, it is nice to have been in town long enough to begin to recognize people while out/about.
Dave Barry? You got to see Dave Barry? Jealous! Case and I used to fight over the Sunday paper to read his column...
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ReplyDeleteCongrats on the distinctive position. Am proud of your accomplishment!
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He was a fabulous public speaker and so funny that my face hurt from laughter. A great evening.
ReplyDeleteAnd it's only a sub position at this point--but am glad that my foot is in the door.
Working with the little terrors at St. C - and having not killed any one of them yet -- should mean you get some kind of medal and award you can carry around. But, a ACC parking fob will just have to do...
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