A few months back, I posted my resume on Craigslist. Actually, I did this a bunch of times, but this particular posting generated an interesting response from a fellow down in San Diego named Bob. Bob is a stringer for Cox News. He was, at the time, the entirety of the Cox News California Bureau.
Well, Bob and I had lunch at a nice, cheap thai place in Berkeley, and by the end of the meal, the California Bureau of Cox News was a two mamber operation. As freelance gigs go, Cox is an absolute god-send. I've sent them about five pitches so far, and three have been picked up: ROOBOlympics, Google, and BLEEX. So I am quite happy with them at the moment, thank you very much!
Cox is very old school. They run newspapers, including the largest paper in Atlanta, the Atlanta Journal Constitution. This means that, while my writing has to be pretty low key, I can pitch the standard clap-trap from Slashdot and appear elite in the eyes of my editors.
So, this afternoon, Paul and I drove to Hop-A-Long to get the paper work for him to adopt Kyle, the bastard. He's going to take him down south tomorrow, and install him into his new home, the Sutter's residence. Kyle should be very happy to have a place eto go outside, and a ton of gophers to kill. The Hop-A-Long people are sooooooo paranoid about adopters. You'd think with the amount of animals they try to rescue they'd be desperate for folks to adopt cats and dogs, but they really are hard-asses about it. Paul's had a ton of cats, but Dawn, the Hop-A-Long rep, kept on lecturing him about proper cat care and such.
This means that we'll be without a kitty for a day or two. Perhaps this will negate the bathroom floor covered in kitty-litter. GOd, I hope so...