Yes, well... I'm rather thinking that bug in the ear of the 504 compliance officer for the school, as well as hints that there might be one to the STATE ombudsman's office, will do nicely. Less bother for us. After all--- eight days. Eight days.

At this rate, though, I'm going to daub myself with blue paint and run madly into commencement channeling my inner Mel Gibson. grin


Schrödinger's cat walks into a bar. And doesn't.