It is cold. I am cold.

Well congratulations, everybody. You all have me on tenterhooks. California DMV, I'm talking to you. Entering Week 5 with no license now. Yes, California is the 7th largest economy in the world by country, but we are also turning into Third World country, at least as far as the government is concerned. I went to the usually-speedy post office this afternoon only to find a line of 45 people standing around mumbling about how the other local branches have just closed. Seriously, what's going to happen to the mail? They're threatening all sorts of things. I already don't want to go anywhere near the DMV here (last time I went to the downtown branch a riot literally almost broke out due to the two-hour wait thanks to the shut down of other local branches). Do we even still have schools? I haven't seen one in a long time, so I can't verify that.

Speaking of tenterhooks, there's not a peep from the You-Know-Whos, but that's starting to feel like an abusive relationship. Now some prospective employers have thrown their hats into the ring and are in the process of ignoring me post interview. I'm sure they'll get around to it eventually. I did manage to book a Food Network producing job about six months in advance, so I guess that's something. However, I would like to get some other work between now and then, on account of having to pay the rent and stuff.

I'm just a tad cranky. It has been frreeeeezing here. Like, see your own breath freezing. The cat is not happy. He ate my rapini tonight.

It was 35 degrees on my night hike this week. I just played a softball game in three shirts and a wool hat while doing jumping jacks. Some of the biggest guys did not show up on account of the cold, so I got to play center field and managed to hit a triple while freezing my nuts off. We won 21-3 despite having a roster of only 9 players, so that's a good thing. Play-offs are steadily approaching, and I'm hoping to be in town to finish off the season. This is the first time my team has had a shot of taking home the trophy.

In other braggy news, I recently produced a documentary on a wheelchair-bound athlete for a sports network and was glad to find out that people like it. The Hall of Fame apparently e-mailed the network to congratulate them. I had mono and turned old during this period, so I'm glad it worked out for everyone.