Look up at the Nexus staff box today. You’ll see a bunch of new names in new places, as we turn over the staff and get ready for next year.

It’s a brutal reminder that I’m in my last week as weatherhuman and my last month at UCSB. That real world stuff is starting to creep in now. People keep asking me what I’m going to do with myself. This week my crazy response is, “Become a television star.” People seem to be responding to that better than they did to, “For now, sell rocks.”

Monday’s forecast: I hate to be the dirty dealer, but, um, fuck it: Buy My Book! The Weather Reader: coming soon.