
This is a picture of a picture of me and Ollie. He has some scarring on his liver, but nothing that they're worrying about. He's a month old and he has the most incredible laugh, although he doesn't have control over his eye directions yet. 'He's the most beautiful, goofy looking baby', is what his dad described him as.

I received this subspace communicate earlier today:
"Look, dude, I'm not one to judge what people do in their own time, but I just got a visit from a very nice man from the Department of Temporal Investigations and he left this with me. He said something about "That jerk captain ruining the neutral zone for everybody" and "offending Romulan sensibilities". I think he wants me to remove you from the timeline? Anyway he was in a bit of a hurry because his timeship was on fire, so, I dunno, stop being such a jerk in the future I guess? Also hire a better space-artist, JEEZ."
THANKS LIZ, believing the fracking DPI over your friend of two years.
Fracking DPI and their fracking lies, didn't even give me a chance to explain at the tribunal.