Even though I have recently moved on from the bed of nails that is the current job market to a cushy tenure track job, I still find myself reading the job announcements on LinguistList on a daily basis. There's of course all kinds of professional reasons for doing so, but the actual driving force behind this minor obsession of mine is more twisted. For you see, I have an existentialist streak that allows me to derive perverse amounts of joy from things that should cause me grief, worry, pain, and outbreaks of homicidal rage. And job searches for computational linguists got all of that aplenty.