A year cannot go by without me making some acknowledgment of the time's passing. I'd like to be able to say the last year was taken up by something romantic, adventurous, dynamic, dangerous. How would it sound that I was in the middle of some international intrigue? Too much? Why not me? Somebody's got to do it. International intrigue I mean. Would you like to hear about my year long travels with oh say Norwegian Royalty. Ballooning over the great savanna's and farmland and mounts of the world. Oh if it were only so. I was busy, you see, cutting a swath broad and deep through the concrete canyons of financial districts everywhere. Making killings of all and any manner. Alas, no. No I was not. I have busied myself with the adventure and romance and danger of everyday living. And making photographs. And chatting up the most delightful folks that call me through Nite Flirt.

Just to follow up on the below. Simply: he's doing fine. College you know. Just like any other kid. With so, so many people being found innocent of crimes charged through DNA after decades of prison time this miscarriage of justice was rectified relatively quickly. Nearly immediately. Though DNA didn't play a part in this, just good old fashion common sense, the outcome still speaks to the nature of the US legal system and the fact that while far from perfect it's open to righting itself when acted upon by the appropriate forces and circumstances.