For the Times They are...

Almost one full year, one year of the blog's dominion. Biz is set to return to the greener half of the UK for school in the coming fall, I am set to return to school, this time at Sheridan for journalism. McK and Jimi James are still trucking in their respective programs. And as the summer begins to pulse in warmer days like the deathbeams of flying saucers, I am content. There are plenty of adventures to be had in the coming year, professions may not allow the whole of us to unite for more than mere hours at a time but it remains. Mountains must be climbed, rivers must be tamed, waves must be surfed. McK, I'm probably coming down to see you as part of my pre-summer wages vacation time. Jimi James, I don't know if I'll make it that far, but I'll see what I can do.

I keep coming back to the Watchmen as I interpret the current state of the union. The opening credits were by far the greatest part of that film, 40 years of alterna-verse super hero history played out in a couple of minutes. Photographs that the camera can move within. Beautiful film making. Nostalgia by Veidt. 10 years and change, since C nev's fateful leg breaking call to McK, nostalgia by our own supervillan.

McK and I have decided that this Blog is just about due to grow up. In the coming months the site will be removed in it's current form. It should reemerge to serve our dual professional purposes. He will use it to foster his business plans (something about the new gentleman) and I will use it to post my Journalistic exploits as school demands. These 102 posts will be archived in both print and digital copies and will live on as our own photograph we can move through, one year captured, unedited and framed by the talents of the authors, photographers, artists, our friends and our muses.

As the present now will later be past.

Andymac...