Wednesday, August 24, 2005


I'm not teaching at the community college.

I figure after all the voice mail I've left without any response that they just might not want me around. That's fine since I'm pretty busy anyway.

Perhaps the appropriate response would be to show up on campus one afternoon, disheveled and sloshed, and begin screaming, "Hey! You called me. I didn't call you, you filthy blackguards!" until security dragged me away. I mean, maybe not, but WWJDD - you know what I'm saying?

Anyway, it's all good.


Scott said...

FYI: WWJDD - "What Would Jack Daniels Do?" A suggested bracelet merchandising line from the esteemed ScottB at

Jamie Dawn said...

Well, you weren't THAT sure about it anyway, so the decision was kind of made for you.
You'll probably get a call... "Where are you? Class is starting and you're not here!"

alison said...

You didn't mention it, but a really sad component to the image of you on the campus, drunk, shouting and wearing your WWJDD bracelet is that you are accompanied by all four kids and the little guy is in a front back on your chest.

Now that's some pathos. You sitting at home, surrounded by the gum chewing hooligans, sober and relatively quiet is now such a picture of dignity and self-respect. You never knew you had it so good.

Scott said...

Alison, lol - that is sad. I suppose they could play in the fountain until I finished my business.

Jamie, communication is a wonderful thing, isn't it?

Scott said...

I have to clarify - ScottB's suggested bracelets read, in fact, WWJDWJD: "What Would Jesus Do With Jack Daniels?"

But what the hay.