Hi, my name is…

Crap, is it Wednesday already? Well, my name is Mr. Quertermous and I will be your substitute for the next couple of days. Ms. Weinman didn’t leave me any lesson plans so I guess–Hey you in the back, Mr. Rickards, put that liquor bottle down–I guess we’ll just have to wing it.

From her introduction of me and the comments posted, many of you may get the impression I’m some sort of bizarre foul-mouthed pervert…and I’m sure many more of you will have that impression by the time I’m done here.

Since I’m a lazy, unemployed, graduate creative writing student, the fact that you are getting this message before noon is a good thing but I think I’ve exhausted my store of energy and wit already. Join me later this afternoon for a discussion on Literary Michigan, it’s bound to be a blast and ladies over 21 will get in with no cover charge. See you then.