I feel like that photographer has got everyone to just sit still for only a moment and they'll be back up and about again as soon as they're allowed. There be boats to be messed about in!

And they've all got the sun in their eyes. And whoever it is at the end of the dock who's just coiling rope or something while the camera snaps. And I wish I knew what brand of soda that was.

(Pirates of the Caribbean marathon = fever-dreams of hordes of pirates cheering as I try to fix all their plot-threads)

. . . that's actually awesome.

It's nice to think Alan might be happy we're all here talking to each other thanks to computers.

I hope so. I like the idea.