NP: Various Artists, D:\My Music (MP3)

I was going to say something about the Republican-sponsored legislation to shield food companies from frivolous lawsuits concerning obesity, and how it's a transparent ploy to gain support for a different, inherently more controversial law that would do the same for gun manufacturers, but I'm going to be on a fucking billboard! How cool is that?

Some explanation is probably in order. I was at the Fire front office yesterday, and it seems they've incorporated a picture of me from the MLS Cup in L.A. (it might be this one, or one very similar) into their ad campaign.

That's right, a twenty foot-high Coz, looking over some expressway or tollway. This is amusing me to no end, even in the face of other, even better things that may come down the pike with the team. It's just that the pike they come down has a big-ass billboard of ME next to it.

There are times to play it cool, like you expect all the things that happen to you to happen to you, but this isn't one of them. And I'm so getting one of the billboards when the campaign is over, so if I have one goal for the next year, it's to find somewhere to store a billboard. Did I mention that I'm on the billboard?

Things seem to be picking up across the board, health notwithstanding. Opportunities are presenting themselves in bunches, on a mess of different fronts. Part-time, full-time, freelance, research, music, broadcasting. Running the gamut. All over the map. Pick your cliché.

I'd be in a fantastic mood if I didn't feel like I was going to hack up a lung. I don't think it's fatigue from singing so much anymore, I think it's just a cold. And I'm pretty sure I got it from Anto, who I've been told sounds terrible. So Diver may be winging it as mostly a trio tomorrow. We'll see.

I also seem to be developing crushes on the Wonkette girl (and curse you, Jack Shafer, for casting aspersions at her and what she represents!), and the woman who does the DebtStoppers ads. Neither of these seems like a positive development, but it looks like I'll be getting out of the house a bit more regularly soon, so sorry, ladies.