I am up a creek without a paddle -- lame metaphor intentional because I'm doing the missing/reappearing/fraudulent canoeist story. Which has just been assigned TONIGHT -- despite the fact that we've been pitching it since last Wednesday -- and is due tomorrow.
I just spoke to one of his former students. Apparently when he caught them chewing on their pens he would snatch the pens and dip them in the classroom fishtank.
I am so winning a Pulitzer this year.
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