In celebration of Valentine's Day, I've completed a rather sumptuous piece of artistry depicting a love affair between  teacher and ex-student. Sound sultry? You bet it is. You'll have to bleach your brain to clear this one from your mental cache.

My V-Day festivies will probably consist of the usual Wednesday drunken karaoke escapades, unless I decide I don't want to go outside due to the snow and ice. I might do it, too, I'm feeling sort of sore right now. I fell into a wall doing hula. Don't ask, retelling the tale of my incoordination may cause severe flashbacks that could damage my fragile psyche. Let's just say that ghosts pushed me and leave it at that.