Na-na-naaaaa-na, na-na-naaaaa-na...

hey, hey, hey, goodbye!

8th grade wins!
I'm not sure I need to say anything else!

8th grade, we're proud of you!

-Adams and Shakes

20 minutes left!

Until the 8th grade once again proves we rule!

I can't wait to do this pose again tomorrow morning (see below):

More good news!

I just went in the faculty workroom. Now, I've been very upset with the vending machine as of late because it's been missing my favorite snack--I'm sure you all know what that is by now because of how often I've blogged about it.

Anyway, the vending machine used to always stock them. In garden salsa, harvest cheddar, peppercorn, you name it. But then they stopped and I was crushed--like all those delicious crumbs at the bottom of the bag.

I was destroyed...until today!
Yesssss!

Awesome publicity!

I just took a screen shot of EBR's homepage! OMG, this is so cool!!! Check it out! [You can click on it to zoom in].

Here's a link to the EBR homepage. Check it out!

8th grade off to an early lead!

We're winning the poll!!1!

New Poll!: The Battle of Southeast

Well, the last poll was a smashing success! After all, it was Mr. Peters and not Mr. Crawford or myself who had to stay awake ALL night!

So, it's time for a new poll!

This time it's a competition between grades!

We've been so impressed with the outpouring of support and school spirit this week while we've been locked-in. The kids are having a great time laughing not only at, but sometimes with us now! We'll take whatever we can get :).

Now it's time for a good old-fashioned spirit contest!

We've had three teachers, one from each grade. So, since it's my grade who currently holds the Southeast Spirit Stick, I'm willing to offer it up so the 8th grade can once again prove that we are the best!


The Poll rules: The teacher that has the most votes in the poll brings the Southeast Spirit Stick back for their grade!

Voting ends at 10pm tonight!

Mr. Peters: A message from my dog

Mr. Peters, my dog just faxed a message to the school for you:


-Mr. Adams

Telegram for Mr. Peters

Mr. Peters, I was just in the office and a guy with a telegram was banging on the door. Here it is [click on the telegram to zoom in]:


-Mr. Adams

Foiled!

So...I forgot to mention that some how my garment bag with all my work clothes mysteriously "disappeared." It was here last night, now it's gone. Hmmmm...

So it's been a teach in my Marquette t-shirt (go Golden Eagles!), Packers pants, bathrobe, and shower shoes kind of day.

Actually, who am I kidding -- it ruled! Comfy clothes, easy slip-on slip-off shoes, the ability to rep my teams freely? Awesome! Joke's on who ever disappeared my bag! Who needs ties? I hope it stays gone!