ok, anytime winter feels like being over is fine and fabulous with me. James is on the train going to his interview RIGHT NOW. Second interview. Negotiating salary. If this doesnt work out, there's always the interview at Starbucks on Tuesday. Three interviews in 1 week! Go boy! Im praying to the employment god. (Was there a greek god of employment? hmm) What should I name this god? Gob (God + Job - Jo). Yes, DEAR GOB: great Gob of all the worlds and the universes sliding between like cream cheese on a bagel...look down on my boy with grace and tenderness and give him a god damn fucking job! Thank you great Gob! Yur the best.