A Scholarly Salute

It's Teacher Appreciation Month, my friends, so if you can read this, thank a teacher! (And if you can't read this, then... uh... wait. Never mind.)

Ahem.

Teachers, whether your subject is:

"Scienc"...

"managent" or "psycology"...

the "Holly Bible"...

or teaching kids their MBCs:

... you get an A+ with us.

Yes, teachers, you labor on through daily trials and temper tantrums, shaping our future generations, spreading knowledge, encouragement, and inspiration, and all for the vastly insufficient reward of that one shining, glorious phrase:

And while some of your students have already served their time:

"Class OFF, buster!"

And others have much, MUCH longer to go:

Please know that you are, without a doubt:

...the "Word's Greates."

And hey, we mean that.

Thanks to Chrissy W., Kristen C., Christy, Anony M., Amy S., Carolina D., Barbara O., & Paul V. for the teaching moment.

Graduated Layers

Graduation season is upon us, my friends, and I for one couldn't be happier. Not only do I get to revel in the fact that I'm a "prefessional adult" who's DONE with school [NEENER NEENER], I also get an excuse to drag out some of the old grad wrecks I never got around to posting.

Here's one from the last Ice Age in internet terms, aka ten years ago:

That was the year we learned to ix-nay on the unfortunate onograms-may.

Skipping forward a ways, we come to "2009":

Year of the "Dipolma" and "Unnecessary" Quotation Marks.

In 2010 we had a fresh crop of Permedics celebrate their "gradudlion:" 

It's a tough call, but I'm pretty sure "Gradudlion" is my new favorite misspelling. The trick is to put the emPHAsis on the second sylLAble, like this: GraDUDlion. And then pronounce the end bit "leon" instead of "lion." Go on. Say it with me: GraDUDlion. GraDUDlion. [Ignore those co-workers; they're just jealous.] Now once more, with feeling! GRADUDLION!! YEAH!

[looking around]

[sitting back down]

[patting hair back in place]

K, where were we? Oh, yes: 2011. The year we learned that only the very BEST cakes get reserved for store displays:

 The grace. The dignity. The spacing.

(First one to say, "But at least it's spelled right!" gets the patented Jen Death Glare. DON'T TEST ME, PEOPLE.)

In 2012 bakers broadened their horizons by combining the fine art of Dali-esque surrealism with a post-modern monochromatic aesthetic:

I call it, "Tar Donkey Butt-Peeing."

So what will the 2013 grad season bring? Well, I hate to speculate, buuuut...

I've got a pretty good feeling about it.

("Graguates gradudlying! Graguates gradudlying!!")

Thanks to  Stephanie F.,  Jen S., Alana G., Brittany R., Daffny A., and Julia A. for gradudlyating at the top of today's class.

Note from john (the hubby of Jen): I thought I might grab some truly old posts that haven’t been reposted before. It’s a lot of fun for Jen and me to see these again. For those of you still here, I hope you enjoy! -j