Phil Collins could convince me to do anything. Really, anything.

Well, this is absolutely terrifying:

http://money.cnn.com/2008/09/14/news/economy/greenspan/

Seven months later, and I find myself...

Yep, you guessed in -- unemployed. But I've upped my rockstar ante to take full advantage of my current joblessness, and am lounging poolside in SoCal as I type this. Well, okay, poolside may be a bit of an exaggeration -- I'm actually half-dressed, sitting on my best friend's Spartan green futon, drinking OJ straight from the carton. But I'm thinking about being poolside, as the chlorine oasis is only a staircase away, and that's really what counts here. My travels in the past month have taken me as far east as Quebec City, as far west as the shoreline of the Pacific, and in true rockstar fashion: on to a party bus to throw down with the best of Hollywood at the Cabana Club.

Sadly, all of this relaxing has taken its toll on general productivity levels. I'm confident that my return trip to 100% Michigan humidity will render me immobile and force me to finish all Photoshop projects and revamp the rez. Until then... I'm earthquakin' my last days in sunny Cali!