Holiday Cheer

Boy, it's a good thing my trip around the world ended when it did or I would have missed Howard Stern's last show on Infinity. I'm kidding. I have no love for commercial television or radio and if it weren't for Seinfeld reruns I'd throw them both out with the recyclables. Has mainstream media and American pop culture always been this dimwitted or is my befriending Dalits and visiting Hiroshima part of my political dogma now? Days are getting longer, my blogging is languishing and I'll be hybernating in a snowbank if I don't find work soon. My editor Doug on the M/V Explorer just nabbed grocery work in Seattle. Several more professionals who quit to travel the world are lining up at the Unemployment office. My former TV Union is at war with management, all are miserable and my friends are too preoccupied with mall shopping and gas prices to slow down. I'm still feeling hopeful though - several of my most successful friends, Rachael, Kelly and Sabrina were penniless before landing themselves in the nations spotlight. Have I anything in common with anyone anymore? Ahhh, lamenting over the holidays, it wouldn't be Christmas without it.