what the hell... I like a bandwagon as much as the next person...

My dream once upon a time was to turn this building into a great hotel.

"The Academy" was, in it's day THE school to send the future leaders of the state to.



Eventually, it turned into low income housing.

And then one day, this happened...



Don't play with lighters, kids, we lose history (and dreams) that way...

au revoir

Am off to Vermont in the wee sma's... I have no doubt the internets (ha. typed internests first) can get along without me for the week.

Must go finish packing and stop playing around with stuff like this* ... (no matter how pretty).

I'll be checking in when I can, but that might not be as often as I might hope. See ya when I see ya...

*text from my story "Intime."