Tonight I had dinner with my old boss. He was in town negotiating changes in responsibilities from our location here to our company's location in Colorado.

He's very uneasy, he tells me. He told me things I was previously unaware. I wasn't surprised -- in light of my last blog entry. I need to be prepared to be unemployed.

There it is. There you have it.

I don't know how much I'll be updating Blogger for awhile. Reading and creative writing are luxeries. I need to start teaching myself how to look for jobs on-line.

Perhaps, if any of you are reading this -- and I know I have a few steady readers -- I can hear some comments on being a little older and how to market myself. My current resume has consistent dates from 1993 on -- after all, I didn't go to law school until I was well into my thirties. While sad, I think it's true that I have a much better chance implying that I'm in my early 30s than in my early 40s. I think I can get away with it. But I feel weird about it.

My old boss is gay, and so there's always been the open chatting about love lives, etc. He's been happily domesticated for at least ten years. Tonight, he told me that he wasn't sure he would do it again; that the relationship was a lot a work. From where I'm sitting though, he has it pretty good.

Oh well.