Well. let's hope it's a good weekend. I will need it . . .

I have not talked a great deal about it, but I have been going back and forth with a publisher in Woodstock, Vt., who was looking for an editor for the oldest daily in Vermont.

I had an interview with him Sunday, and I just finished critiquing papers and had dropped him a note about that. (Did I mention I spent ,ore than two hours going through the papers?)

He let me know that he had chosen someone else. He had 97 applicants and five finalists. This is the second pretty cool job I have come up just short for in a couple of weeks.

There are some good sides to not having to move, but it would have paid better, and I would have made it a better paper.

Well, not to be. God and I have discussed this. The right thing will happen.

I just want it to happen soon.

I just needed to whine for a couple of minutes.

Now, do I hear "Thirty quatloos?"