So Caroline [sister] only recently told me about some pernicious aging hag of a woman [my description] who physically accosted her at the 'academic' pep rally.  As in, grab-her-arm-painfully-and-demand-voice-dripping-with-venom-to-know-where-she's-going accosted.  (To which, I'm so proud, Caroline responded to with a sarcasm-laden "Um, back to band."  *Walks off*)

This is completely out of line.  I am so unimaginably pissed off right now you won't even believe it.  It breaches the boundaries of interaction between faculty and students, demonstrates a severe need to assert her feeble power through the physical and verbal intimidation of others [blatant psychosis], and could technically be construed as sexual assault.  Or attempted murder, if she clamped down on one of those arteries.  Whatever works.  [I am so ready to be a prosecuting attorney.  See if I can't turn an innocent glance into all sorts of allegations.  Teehee.]

Suffice to say, Mr. Nolan and I are going to have a little audience with each other come Monday.

Mess with me or mine, you mess with the entire damn mountain.

And I'm the freakin' Himalayas.