There is a war going on somewhere.
I know this because it has been broadcast via corporation mail.
We have been told to knock off all that carebear crap, get out there and stick it to the enemy.
So don’t rat, don’t mine, and stay the hell out of empire space because some other alliance declared war on us… which is in addition to the war I am actually writing about… so two wars… and if you get killed in empire space due to that other war it is a clear sign that you are screwing around and not taking the real war seriously.
So I put the dust cover on the Tengu, drained the oil out of the Hulk and put it up on blocks, stationed my Maelstrom and Hurricane in Mittaningrad, and even fitted out a few war Drakes since Drakes are making a comeback in fleet doctrine.
I am sitting in the system where we form up with my fleet ops ship ready and loaded for bear. I am logged into the ops announcement channel on Jabber. I have the Mumble loaded.
And I am sitting with my feet up on my desk blowing spit bubbles and playing Ticket to Ride on my iPad.
Eventually I get tired of sitting around and log off to do something else. Life in space.
After the cut, I try to summarize (badly) what I have read about the war and what other people are up to while I am at work.