Remember when you were a kid and time was kept by when the school year ended and summer began? Camp, pools, and endless hours just staring at the clouds. I wish I could go back to that. I would literally do anything to relive those golden years. I would go over to an old man's house and dress up as his deceased wife and pretend that I am said wife to learn the formula he came up with in the 60s for travel to other universes using string theory. I would lie in bed with this man every night singing him to sleep so that he can whisper the secrets of time in his sleep as I write them down. And on that day I crack time travel, I will pull off that wig and thank that man. Anywho, summer is here and so is WRYAT. See you outside and I will be seeing you tonight, Prof. Ferdinand Henderson.