Great Tuba Post 5 Years Ago
Cal, you are loved. Get better. Get better.
Get well soon, Cal! And watch out for the students, they carry filth and disease!
Wishing you all the best, Cal.
Score some good pills while you're in there.
Heard from Mrs. Cal this morning via email - she's so much nicer than he is - and Cal is home after a kind of long night. But his breathing is better and made a disparaging remark about the world and its unkindness, and that's how she knows he's coming around. We will all live a bit longer it seems, longer to have even more regrets about the profession and the lousy graphics!
Well, that's a relief. Hang in there, Cal; we need you! We haven't solved (or probably even identified) all the problems of higher ed yet. Besides, there are poems to be written and songs to be sung and vidshizzles to be edited (not to mention the neverending quest to produce the lousiest graphic ever).
Hi all, Les here, using the not-very-well-password-protected RGM account to say I Skyped with Mrs. Cal this morning. Cal is on new meds and feeling much better. He tells me through his better half, "Don't forget my heart scare of '09. I never milked that enough because I lived through it. God really does have a plan for me, and my punishment is simply not finished yet."Nobody else but Cal. Love and love and love.
For God's sake, Fab, get this off the top of the page. Nothing can kill me. I have so much codeine in me that you could slap me silly and I'd just tickle you in return. I guess. I mean I haven't tried it. I'm not in class, though, and anything that gets me to that state is peachy.Seriously, post some stupid linked article or just a big bad "GUESS THE USE OF THIS GRAPHIC" so my martyrdom later has more pizzazz.
Good to see you back and that your brush with sickness has improved your disposition. ; )
Glad you're feeling better. :)
Feel better, Cal.