Frickin Shweet.

Well, in a little under three hours I will commence my final two classes of my first year of teaching. Wow. Then only 456 meetings, 741 exams corrections, 98 reports and comments, 2 banquets, 8 round of golf, 13 1 on 1 basketball games, 8 cow a-milkings (with maids), and one really awesome fashion show later and I will be done until next year. Well that is until I start my summer job, oh yeah and then come back a week early for the summer program...

It has been a madcap year. Oh yes it has. Can I get an "Amen?"

No? No "Amen?"

Can I get a "woo ha?"

No dice?

...maybe a "what what?"

fine.

Anyway, I am eager for the summer. I am excited to go to Texas and see mein bruder Tooks. I have already started growing my mustache...for maximum Texan authenticity. The long awaited return of Chopper is nigh. His molten volcanic juices of masculinity lay dormant no longer. Horns herald his return. The once mighty femenine walls of a prudish Jericho a-tumble! Be forewarned.