I don’t have much to say today… except maybe that work on my Project is going along nicely; if you’re interested in beta-testing, and interested in marching band, contact me. I also wanted to say this, for no particular reason:
What if I’d been born fifty years before you
In a house on the street where you lived?
Maybe I’d be outside as you passed on your bike.
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair I recognize
And I know that I am the luckiest.