Chapter three, in which day jobs interfere and chickens acquire rifles.

Not much done today. Between earning a living and honouring assorted prearranged evening commitments (and very delicious those commitments were), Operation Fox Assault was sorely neglected. Thanks to the wonders of modern technology, however, I managed to implement the start of weaponry and equipment from a laptop in bed.

Tomorrow will probably involve a lot of fiddly detail work to hook all the bits together into a shape that makes sense.

jerith on 2009/09/01 22:26 of Rinkhals