I got very little for you today, folks.  I am just drained.  It's been a very difficult week at work with very long days pouring over transcripts and class schedules and calculating grades.  Last Friday was the end of our semester, so there is a lot going on.

I'm still working on that big idea I alluded to in my most recent post.  I suppose it's going to be a tough nut to crack.  I made a few phone calls today, but more is needed.

As for my poor car, the insurance company cut a check for the shop today ($4200) for the new motor; my share is $1000.  Oh, well.  At least I have insurance, I suppose...

I may be with you later this evening, but I doubt it.  I'm just in the door, tired, hungry, and cranky.  Probably not a good combination for writing...

I'll let Christina have the last word tonight:

"Every single day, you make me smile, you make me laugh, you prove that you really genuinely care and you make us all really care about you. You're part of our hearts, Mr. P. Every time you tell us a story,  every time you sit down next to my desk and crack a joke, every time you make awesome movie references, and every time you listen to us (to me), you remind me of just how incredibly special you are. Obviously, I learned Stats.  I learned it thoroughly and to a point of confidence and comfort... Thank you for being here, for making me a better person, for being you...  Every student you teach, you touch."

Boy, did I ever need to read those words right now, Christina.  Thank you!

Good night, all.