Morning indeed.
1 AM out in this neck of the woods, and that, my dear hivers, is a sure sign that the Hound should be asleep to finish recovering from this dreadful head cold.
Anyways, I need to be in good shape tomorrow to get some writing done on the Armageddon 2089 book. I just did a chapter on modern corporate mercenaries of the late 20th century and how they tie into the new mercenary teams of 2089.
Now it's time to sit down and design some warmeks and mercenary units that use them for the book. Well, by 'now' I mean when I get up tomorrow and slave myself to the computer.