office hours ; monday

Sam was never more grateful to be off in Seattle then when weird things happened over the weekend on the island. He'd only listened to last night's broadcast but all he could do was shake his head and chuckle a bit. The island never changed, it seemed. It was kind of endearing.

While he caught up on the weekend happenings, Sam was putting together some lesson plans for the future weeks of his class. He was trying to go as daring and risky as he thought he could go without needing permission slips signed by parents.