I've just been looking at the calendar, and my countdown isn't correct. I actually now have 12 editions of the paper to deliver. That is, unless I'm too tired the night we get back from our upcoming mini-vacation. Some of my co-workers are contemplating delivering papers up in San Francisco, since that's the only place around where you can get a Wall St. Journal route now. I'm sure their brakes and transmissions will love them for it. I passed on that particular opportunity - I'm looking forward to cleaning all of the plastic bags and rubber bands out of my car, and being home at night. That's important.

I have to get up in few hours for another orientation meeting at another park that I'm already familiar with, but what the hell - they're paying me for it. Goodnight.

cds I listened to while looking forward to next month: Devendra Banhart "Rejoicing in the Hands", V/A "Five Lullabies from the Axis of Evil", Ragnarok (UK) "Domgeorn", B.G.K. "A Dutch Feast", Pharaoh Overlord "The Battle of the Axehammer (live)", and Bathory "Twilight of the Gods" (R.I.P. Quorthon)