High School Sharpie Wisdom, Part II

After speaking to high school students, I have a newfound appreciation for teachers. It's not that the students weren't fun to talk to, just that there were so many of them and so much time to fill. By the end of the day, my throat was so dry that my speaking voice made Phyllis Diller's sound coquettish by comparison.

Surprisingly enough (despite my tendency to make Phyllis Diller references) the kids seemed to like me. One student, unable to afford a copy of my book, looked up at me and said, "Well, can I have a hug for free?"

My point is, the kid's these days think I'm cool. Though I'm not so cool that I'm above posting proof:




Meghan apparently hearts me.

With a smiley face.

And why wouldn't she?

I'm awesome.






Thanks Scott.

I agree.

This is a really cool idea.






Here's my promise to you Lauren:

Not only will I have a great day today, but I'll have a great day tomorrow, and the next day, and...oh who am I fooling?

Everyday is great when you're me.







Dallas thinks I'm the besst.

And you know what?

I couldn't agree more.








Maika, if you loved those stories, you should hear the ones that I didn't tell because they were inappropriate for a classroom setting.

One word:

Hilariouser.

Wait a second....

How did this one get in here?

At the feast of ego, everyone goes home hungry?

What a buzzkill.

Next time, I'm not letting the teachers sign.

I'll be back tomorrow with more high school wisdom that has nothing to do with me.