Puff the Magic Dragon

Before I forget, Zack recently put up a lot of pictures of our little pre-fall-break party. They are Here.
I took a lot of pictures of home but I don't feel that those need to be posted. They're terrible anyway.

On another note, my Humanities teacher is a pothead. We've seen other signs but the big one came today. First thing he says to us is that he had a dream in which the class sang a particular song that he asked us to sing. So he goes over to his little stereo thinger and plays the song - "Puff the Magic Dragon." Damn. And he does the stereotypical pothead giggle when the song finishes.