ran into Dale Fallon
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2003.03.15
I ran into Dale Fallon on the street, today, during a walk in the suddenly warm weather. He was a coworker when I was at Medialinx, and the two of us have loosely kept in touch since. He suggested the use of his place and projector for a showing of some of my slides, which I found quite clever. I'd love to have my own place sorted out, by now.