The quickies

[scooterbird]

Almost entirely over the cold now, except for the annoying, occasional cough. Henry Rollins verbally kicked ass as always, and fafou is officially the best person in the world for taking me there (and munching at the Paper Moon after). Things are getting very innerestin' with Jesse Johnson's campaign for President - further details forthcoming, but they may involve a trip to New York (though more likely DC). Spring training is underway. We now have eight episodes of the Secret Frequency up and available! Still - still! - searching for a job, but I have some tantalizing possibilities; The Exchange is pretty much on hold at this point until the economic downturn lets up and we can land a contract...everything is really impossible out there right now. Our new car has cruise control and tends to glide down the street rather than roll...we find our victories in small ways once age has overcome you to the point that you now drive a fucking Buick. The Satanic Mechanics are performing on the 8th, and I shall try indeed to be there.

And a very, very happy birthday to my true love, forever and ever, efbq. All of you must wish her the same today, s'there!