You have to love being called upon to "sub" when you're dressed for success: sparkle motion gymnastics jacket, bangs that linger too long on the face, and gray sweatpants with deep blue paw prints on the butt. Ah, but the old students giggle and wave at you anyway.
Good tidings: one of my plays will be performed here on April 17th. There's love, sex, and local sports. What more could you want?
Two songs in my mind the past two days: as I kick into the final stretch, Avenged Sevenfold's "Afterlife." And as I kick it back old-school, "Invisible." I won't even say the artist. It's embarrassing, I know, but it's my life.