And the interview goes to . . .

Well, here we go. Jeff sent his application for residencies off last night. Now we sit and wait for people to ask him to come and interview. He finally narrowed it down to thirty places. He doesn't want to say where he's applying because of the awkwardness that inevitably follows when things don't work out. So, maybe he'll let me say where he's getting interviews. I keep telling him, "Now don't be nervous. Just remember, everything depends on this."