Back from Boston

My back survived the drive from Boston to New York.   Six f'ing hours.   Now I get back to looking for work.   Things is gettin' dicey over here.   I'm trying to write an essay about the trauma that goes along with the disintegration of a career.   It's not as easy as you might think.   It's not enough to simply be descriptive.   In any case we have to go and pick up the bird from his boarding place.   I just thought I should get back to the blog in some way.   I'm feeling a bit disjointed.   Not too surprising.   Happy new year everybody.