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The folks are in Florida! It’s a teacher’s conference. Being no fools, teachers plan conferences in fun places. A few years ago it was held in New Orleans so that after the meeting, they all went Mardi Gras-ing. It’s especially fun for teachers in areas that don’t have a nice February. Like Barrow, for instance.

In the meantime, I get to eat ice cream for breakfast and watch the Camp Lazlo marathon instead of Law and Order. (Nothing against Law and Order, but now that there’s five different versions, an organized channel-hopper can watch it indefinitely. And my Mom will.)

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Words of Wisdom

I just got a call from the folks! They're at the L.A. airport.

I asked how the trip was going and there was a pause and Dad said that Mom had been patted down. I asked what she had done to arouse suspicion. Dad handed the phone over and my mother said, "Don't ever wear a hoodie to the L.A. airport and refuse to take it off when they ask."

"Did they find anything?" I asked, being a smartass.

"Nope. I was clean. L.A. is secure. And the weather is 72 degrees!"

"Then why didn't you take the hoodie off??"

"Because there was nothing on underneath it! Smartass."



Heehee! I love my parents. They're so much fun.