After tomorrow I will put the Duluth Schools out of my mind. Next Thursday I will be the lone Board member voting against the teacher’s contract as the meeting will be held on a day that Art Johnston can’t attend. He’s not happy and I’m trying hard not to be galled.
I will be in St. Paul tomorrow where I can perform a little mischief – all in the name of being transparent mind you – but I’ll spare you the details even while whetting your apatite. I know. That’s not transparent at all.
I was going to catch up on a lot of news stories in the blog from the Trib going back about a week but my computer won’t let me open the DNT website. I can’t even remember all the stories I have in mind. DEDA letting us carve up the Central site prior to our selling it at a discount. The roof at Lincoln that has not fully born up under the snow. There were a couple more of even more interest to me but the curse of growing old is a short term memory……..whatever that is.
Don’t hate me but I’ll be in Florida for four days sweating out 90 degree temps and trying to finish Bully Pulpit. I’ve got about a hundred pages left of 750. Then I’ll dive into a book about Lincoln. I could use some lofty history now to cope with my petty injuries.
