Things are fine. The job is going well. Cashflow is good. Girlfriend is nice. Email is backed up. Phone calls are backed up. Soul patch is removed. Car still dead. Bus pass still working. The little red car is being junked for some cash. A new car is being shopped for, slowly. I’m still waiting to hear back from KPBS about getting a copy of the recent radio show. Time marches on, and I feel pretty good.
