OK, first things first because, to be honest, I don’t know how much spunk I can muster for a run-down of two days when I am. Who sleeps well away from home?
The twelve year mark passed without incident, dinner and a movie, the former not as good as we had hoped, the latter better than the title, “Hot Tub Time Machine.” We laughed despite the heavy meal.
I have pictures. A lot of pictures, yet just a few of my video and dirt mound, and this is what I intended to get out of the way a full paragraph ago. The bulk of the photos will take a while to get through.
Can’t write or type for shit right now. Therefore editing doesn’t have much appeal either, if it is a ‘therefore’ kind of situation. Could be collateral. Or just a case of piling on like another heavy meal.
I Love Art but (Part 1) and Back Issues