Nope, I am a free agent now (which means I don't get paid) Too old to poke, fight, hold a light, or carry out the dead. Seems all that I do is shovel the blinking snow... Been doing that a lot this eternal winter, but it beats flying around in a Herc in the bleak barren darkness of the Arctic all winter. It's been forty years and I sill haven't gotten warm yet.... had a chance to work for an oil company in twin otters, but they said I would have to take an arctic survival course. Yeah, right, sure. Maybe some other lifetime. Igloos have no heat.