Your Saturday Updates (Sunday Edition)

As directed by the Party's Central Committee, we have relocated from the Stroock Northern Strategic Direction to the Central Front. Note, Nightingale Russia, there is no Party Central Committee, Northern Strategic Direction or Central Front. 

Our sister came back up with her brood on Friday. Yesterday they took the boat out without issue. Is it too much to hope that everything's been fixed and maybe the Waterproof will be good to go next spring?

Pro tip, don't fill the dishwasher and forget to start it before leaving for two weeks. We scienced in there. We're talking middle school science fair levels of mold. 

As threatened, we started a Twitter account. We shrug with Mediterranean acceptance. 

We had a great week of writing. World War 1990: The Weser, stands at 39,000 words and the British chapter is done(ish) Tons of work to do this week to shore up the Brit chapter, but the narrative is set. We're also using the chapter to get the Confederates across the Weser and into a scrape. Don't mess with those guys. Right now, we're using a British Engineer regiment to throw a bridge across. To derivative? That's the best scene in A Bridge too Far.

This week we'll release our blistering Substack article on the Pseudo-Russian dissidents in Sweden, and you won't believe what happens next. Nightingale Swedes, we know you're reading this. If you would like to comment for the piece, you may contact me any number of ways. That's a courtesy you didn't extend to us, by the way.