rustypants speaks

uh huh!!

i knew when i started at sharonville elementary that i was in for a treat. the principal just seemed a little bit…. different? sorta wacky? sorta hands-on? sorta team-oriented?

yeah - all those things.

yesterday was picture day - all the kids are dressed up, lookin’ slick, smiling - you remember the drill. you sat in the chair and hoped your hair wasn’t sticking up or your eyes were closed or you wouldn’t sneeze or have a booger hanging out your nose just as the shot was taken - why? because you remembered how everyone laughed at poor jimmy the year before when he got his horrid pictures back.

but all this is beside the point.

my principal kicks all other principal butt. don’t challenge me on this.

gary tyler has very much impressed me in the last month. to top it all off, we have a similar sense of humor. and this, as you may already know, is a dangerous thing.

so picture this: i’m showering and getting ready for school (well, don’t picture THAT - geez) and thinking to myself: picture day. hmm. i have all those crazy hats and wigs and stuff - i should take a couple in and have some fun with the pictures. and maybe… just maybe i can get mr. tyler to wear one and we’ll get a picture.

wigs. hats. check my hair. brush my teeth. off to school.

wear wig. wear hat. get looks. make a few people smile.

find. mr. tyler.

he gives me a slightly funny look, takes one of the hats, follows me into the area where pics are being taken and whammo - 5 minutes later i’ve got seven pictures of the man in various stages of wiggy-ness.

what do i do? well, i’ve got to put them online, right? so here are the pics.

and also had to do a little pop-art ala andy warhol (under lise’s artistic direction) and the result?

well, i’d say the result is: my principal could kick your principal’s butt!