As I inch my way back to adding stuff to this project, I find that the next hard part is gonna be where to resume. As time marches on, stomping on my face wearing footwear ranging from none, to ballet slippers, to cleated military boots, reminding me at every step that my memory is making steady progress to a jumbled knot.
I am recalling the older memories, and having big trouble keeping up with the recent past; specifically, there are chunks of the Austin years that, honestly, seem to have broken off.
No matter.
I am only puttng up this page so that Paul Fricano can download the video that appears below. More later. Much more. And perhaps much later too.