... work often leaves him bemoaning his likely candidacy for a mid-life crisis sometime in the near future. Thankfully by that time the aforementioned elementary school teacher is on Bid number eight and it is much less painful. After being "on" all day I often find that I need some time at the end of the day to retreat into the useless recess of my mind. Often I can still hear the din of the children' voices ringing in my head...Timmy is in my seat...Sarah stole my pencil...Kayla drew a picture of me with no head...Chris says that he is a super hero but I know he isn't. Since the unfortunate closing of the Madison Pub, which sat nestled under some Sex and the City-esque ladies clothing stores on the corner of 79th and Madison I have had the opportunity to give my aching liver a rest since a wicked combination of ...

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