Very recently I’ve been getting lots of email wondering where I am, if I’ll be posting regularly, and asking for things. I’m also getting a lot of spam on this site and it’s becoming rather silly. “Gay breath control” is my current favorite. Also, my favorite subject line for emails comes from this guy. He’s nice enough, sure, but it’s the subject lines that cause me to cross my legs for fear of not making it to the restroom lest my bladder not be controlled.

The best so far: Cure Your Yeast Infection With Malathion.

A close second: It’s Time To Re-order Your Cialis.

Good stuff, eh?

Other email comments are about articles where students are spitting on administrators and several (seriously. SEVERAL.) from folks who would like a summer reading list for kids. Ok. I think I can do that.

First, however, I think I should mention that I got a new job. A promotion, of sorts. Not as a principal or even an assistant, but a step up for sure. More responsibility. More schools in my charge.

I’ll say more stuff later. New job stuff to do.

Oh, and come back for the book lists. I’m making recommendations based on new books, classics, and just plain good stuff for the kids to read. So come back, mmkay?

What do you want for your birthday, Mal? Besides the obvious DRINKING INTO THE WEE HOURS OF THE NIGHT?

I’m so glad you asked. I want 21 cupcakes. And I want them to be in the shape of “21″. Chocolate for the “2″ and vanilla for the “1″. Then, I want green and pink icing on them. Alternating colors, please. And a candle in each cupcake. Other than that, I’m not sure what else I want. Except to try lots of grown up drinks: white russians, mojitos, martinis…

Food and drink. That’s my girl. I know I created that princess monster. Happy Birthday, Mallory.