My mother finally agreed to place my father in a residential care facility near her home. Ten days after the move, he’s now in a “light coma.” The end is drawing ever so slowly more nigh.

BRUTAL DESPAIR UPDATE #2: I can’t afford to move out of my condo before I sell it. So I have to pack up most of my stuff and store it, while the condo gets made over into a showplace.

BRUTAL DESPAIR UPDATE #3: Selling MISC Towers will eliminate most of my debts. But I still need to start earning more money. Therefore, please hear the following:

Clark needs a day job.

Absolutely, positively, NOT KIDDING.

I don’t mean voluntary zine gigs or internships. (Don’t even ask.)

I mean hourly wages, piece rates, anything with actual monetary consideration.

I’m a creative thinker, of the pushing-the-box-outside-the-envelope type. I’m a whiz-of-all-trades at both print and online communications content. I’m a stickler for detail and precision.

I’m an expert on the inner workings of Seattle’s public and private institutions. But I’ll also be able to relocate once the current family situation’s concluded.

What I don’t know (including but not limited to programming) I’m willing to learn.

I’m responsible, mature, and conscientious.

I’m willing to start yesterday.

Words of empathy and encouragement are appreciated. But specific info that might lead to an actual job would be appreciated much more.

Serious suggestions on new career paths would also be appreciated; particularly if they’re career paths other than multi-level marketing.

Please inform me with any relevant data or instructions.