Pentameter? I hardly know ‘er!
My fall syllabi are carefully-crated works of art, the results of intense months of planning and contemplation. My spring syllabi… aren’t.
I’m sick. Soup is pretty much all I want for every meal right now.
Whatever this year brings for you, I hope it’s a good one.
Also: referring to the communion wafer as “the lamb chop of God” will also get you kicked out of most churches.