Well, the cat’s out of the bag, now.  For those keeping track, forty megatons is well beyond what we generally do with our largest weapons, so the 6-Commando universe seems to have leapfrogged us on nuclear technology.  But I guess that’s the way it goes.  Another piece of the puzzle is falling into place.

As for me?  Wellp.  I’m thirty-six now.  Thirty-six years, shot to hell, as they say.  But I had a wonderful celebration with some friends of mine on Saturday – my first birthday celebration in almost fifteen years, actually – followed by brunch on Sunday with an old mentor of mine, now retired, who happened to be in town for the day.  So all in all, I can’t have imagined a nicer way to spend my birthday weekend.  I usually find my birthday lonely and depressing, and this was about as great as any I’ve had since I was a kid.  Just fantastic.  And so, I’m in an uncharacteristically good mood!

And with all that, I got the page done!  Yes, indeed.  But tomorrow I have four hours of back-to-back meetings to get ready for, so I better turn in and get some sleep.  All the best, everyone!

Oh, by the way, I fixed last week’s continuity error.  Sharp eye, Mark40930!