Well, the 1st is a good day to start the rest of your life!

I'm giving Fresno One more month and if nothing comes up job-wise here, I'm moving on.

I've got some nice interest from other stations here, great comments on the #1 Arbitron Rated performance, but these folks seem to have their hands tied and move like cold molasses.

There are some wonderful interest from radio stations in other markets, so in the meantime I'm moving back to Los Angeles to work on some film and video projects that have come my way.

It will be good to see old friends again and make new ones. It really isn't like I've been away, my time here, while seemingly long was just a year.

Will be nice going to my old hangouts, arthouse and grindhouse cinemas, and old bookstores.

So the Countdown is on for an offer I like to arrive, either from here or elsewhere in the World.

Tonight I drove around town in the rain. I love driving at night in the rain. I almost kept on driving. I think that would be so cool to have enough time and dough to just drive off into America. Get any Hotel/Motel that is in your path without worry of having to be anywhere on time or how much it costs.

When I was a kid, I remember playing one of my brothers Beatles albums (1962-1966: The Red Album, I think...) and "Paperback Writer" had a strange affect on me. I had to ask what it was to be Paperback Writer? I didn't know.

I was pretty young so my brother pulled out some of his Doc Savage paperbacks. So for awhile I think I may have believed John Lennon wrote Doc Savage, or books like it.

I can vividly remembering a time when I was young where you could almost everywhere see people with a paperback book in their back pocket. I thought the guy who is writing these books must be making a great living! How can you write about what you know, if what you are writing about is island spy headquarters hidden in a volcano with submarines and speedboats with missiles and rockets, Unless you've been there to see it?

I just knew these writers were living the adventurous life!

Imagine; Doing some fantastic gig like being asked by a wealthy oilman to rescue his sexy daughter from pirate kidnappers. You have every weapon and support you need at a moments notice. You get the fastest yacht with a jet helicopter on board. After you've killed some bad guys, escaped sharks when your chopper was shot down in the water, rescued and banged the wealthy dude's daughter, you pause to dictate your adventure to your young sexy secretary. She mails it off to the publisher and then you bend her over the desk and bang her!

I swear that happens!

You know know it does!