I hereby present my news from the last several weeks: I'm still unemployed. Just about every job application I've submitted has been ignored completely. I'm beginning to think that my theme song should be "Mr. Cellophane" from Chicago.
Other than that, I'm good.
We went to Michigan over the holidays to be with my dad's family. My oldest cousin on that side is starting to look at colleges, and it's possible that he'll wind up at Berkeley. He took us to a gaming place for an afternoon of shooting each other, and was highly gratified to actually beat me. (I haven't actually had much experience with first-person shooters, but I had apparently scarred him for life many years ago with a four-move checkmate, leaving him with the impression that he could never beat me at anything.)
I also taught my aunt and youngest cousin how to make sushi, since they recently discovered that they liked it. The latter, a fairly typical 12-year-old boy, is now churning out California rolls and dreaming of becoming a sushi chef.
My sister still doesn't have her driver's license, despite being a sophomore in college. Friends and family alike mock her to her face.
One of my Christmas gifts was a copy of In Search of Paul, so expect a religion post soon.