1. I’ve just uploaded pics, blog posts, and stories for my Patreon supporters.

2. I was subbing for a Latin class when one of the students asked me “Mr. Broaddus, did you have to take Latin when in school?”

So I told her that when I was 9, I was so desperate to learn Latin that I wrote Santa a letter asking for a Latin book so that I could teach myself the language. To prove the point, I showed her a picture of the letter because my mom, who has jokes, just returned it to me the week before (THUS SHATTERING MY BELIEF THAT SANTA RECEIVED MY LETTER …even though she told me to mail it to our address because #SantaPowers).

In case you can’t read it:

12/16/79 [Note: Before you judge me, I was 9]
Dear Santa,
We don’t have a chimney, so you’ll have to find other means to enter our house. The only reason I underline the words I have, is because someone moves me or the table. [Note: I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that my brother was being a jerk while I was trying to write this]

Santa if possible, I would want a microscope, maybe a chemestry set, a science book (a book set on how to be a scientist) and if my teacher don’t get it, a book on foreign country langueages like Latin, Greek, Roman, etc. and plus for fun a sled.

Try to get most every present. Say hello to your wife and elves. Good-bye for now.



After a thoughtful pause, my student looked me in the eyes and said “So, when you were 9, you had no friends?”