In 5 hours or so (that should make it 2 a.m. ish), I'll be in a lawn chair ?first in line at the New Haven Public Schools office to try to get O a spot in the Worthington Hooker school's second grade class. Questions you may have:
is the Hooker school that good?
are the other schools that bad?
is private school that expensive?
do you really have nothing better to do with your time?...
...to which I will reply: 'so we're told' 'so we're told' 'definitely' and 'yes' in that order.
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I'm here . . . It's 240 and there are already maybe eight people here. But who knows what grades their kids are in, where they live or even if I'm in the right line for that matter
By the way - I didn't even get to sleep early bc I had to watch the end of the Os NINE RUN comeback to beat the red sox. Can't wait to read the globe
Yay Willy! You DID it!
Nice work, Willy.
great job, willy! you really did it.
Hey Will, think you can get me tickets for a game at Cameron Indoor?
I can get you tickets at Cameron indoor when bruce springsteen plays half-time. that's how good i am.
but i'm not as hearty as I used to be... like a DA, I was out there in short sleeves and jeans, no socks. and 67 degrees with a little breeze in pitch dark is a lot colder than it sounds lemme tell you....especially when you're trying to sleep and dutch political science 'visiting fellows (read: cheap labor)' are yammering on about swine flu.
the first group of four had gotten there at 4:30 in the afternoon THE DAY BEFORE! but they had reinforcements: cars kept pulling up and moms were subbing in for dads or vice versa. (ps... Julie was 180 miles away updating facebook -- 'I just took the coolest quiz on my favorite cereal!' - just kidding Jules).
mercifully the security guard came out at 6:30 and gave us numbered tickets so we could leave and reassemble in numbered-order at 8:15. Wouldn't you know it -- O got the LAST SPOT in second grade! They give you a sheet of yellow paper to confirm it. The crowd in the room cheered! (they didn't know it was the last spot). When I walked out the door, it was like American Idol.
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