i won't let go.
i won't let go.

this site has been far too neglected.
i'll attempt to change that.



but fly away i must.
the time is coming.

one time i met a man in downtown la jolla who said that he was going to be the next president of the united states of america, but he needed my vote. i couldn't tell whether he was crazy or serious but he was dressed up in a suit and had a charming old man smile.
he walked away and i chased him down the street and asked if i could take his picture.
he said of course and then he gave me his business card and said that it would get me straight into the white house to take pictures.
needless to say, it made my day.

all the stars are projectors.