The foot discomfort eased a bit, enough for me to take a trip stumbling down memory lane for a project one of my Firesign friends is doing. It feels like that was a different person, but I'm glad I have my old zines around to serve as at least some sort of memory bank. So much of my youth has blended into the background like so many pop culture characters on sidewalks...
Sunday, February 23, 2020
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