Anticipation

There are lots more pictures from Pridefest I could edit but I just don't feel like it tonight. It's been a rotten week. New dimensions in overwork. Someone ran a stop sign and bashed the back to my car yesterday. (No one hurt.)  And more, but I'll spare you the details.

But Saturday afternoon I'll be home, the place I still consider my real home. Some photos from the archives are appropriate. As Bob Dylan wrote:

I started out on burgundy
But soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they’d stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to call my bluff
I’m going back to New York City
I do believe I’ve had enough