Working on miniatures has come to a screeching halt as a nasty summer cold has settled into my sinuses and lungs, courtesy of my daughter, who got it from one of her playmates, who I think got it directly from the Great Lord of Decay himself.

Fortunately, I should be back on my feet in time for Saturday, when there’s going to be some serious 40k playing at my birthday gathering. (My birthday’s actually today, but Saturday is a better time to get everyone together). I’m also hoping to finish up spraying my Hammerheads before then. Until then, though, I’ll continue to feel like death warmed over until I get better.