of Order over Chaos.
In my room. It is happening. Slowly but surely. This is good.
As a result, I will soon be able to focus ever so much better and bring you more Lego goodness! Yay!
Reveal to me the mysteries
Can you tell me what it means?
Explain these motions and metaphors
Unlock these secrets in me
Describe the vision, the meaning is missing
Won't anybody listen?
Define the riddles of my mind
Nothing is really what it seems
Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Sleeping Awake
Dreaming of Zion, Awake
Can't stop Sleeping Awake
Do you see what I see?
And can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop Sleeping Awake
Do you see what I see?
And can you
I changed my name, but I didn't join your thing.
With this name, don't be surprised if I suddenly get chased by a wild unicorn or snatched up by a rogue rainbow.
Yeah, they're technically Agori, if you're into taxonomy. I just think of them as Matoran.
I figured out this new way to make use of the Hordika upper arm as a torso. Also, the spikes on the arms turned out well.
Simple but cute. Uses the same torso construction as the original BC-Matoran. Headgear rather reminiscent of the psychic sisterhood in the movie Dune.
Happy March! Today was the first time I've seen slush and rain since winter set in here. Spring is on its way, by the looks of it!
I'll start off with this throwaway Toamod that I've had sitting around forever and finally took pictures of.
You like? Yeah, it's nothing special, but it looks cool anyway.
So in these past few days, I've pretty much just breathed, eaten, slept, MOCed, and taken pictures. The last one not so much... and not much of the second and third, either. It's my ma
Hay guise, guess what? Since only one person has entered so far (thanks, Disty!), the building contest remains open. I will extend the entry period by another... mmmmm... month.
So get a move on, get your groove on... and your flow, and your Zen, and your muse, and your creative juices, whatever fuels ya. Build something based on a golden oldie, or relate a MOC in progress to a golden oldie, doesn't matter. There are prizes to award here, so if no more people enter, I guess Disty's going to h
This is a MOC of Brenna, the other main character from my Elements 2 story. The Queen of Diamonds is the card that inspired her, but she became something else somewhere along the way.
(No BBC topic as yet. I'll probably post one thread for all the characters when they're done.)
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30.01.2010
I came up with this 13-sided shape today. It's very strong; when it's complete, you'll be able to throw it around and not have it bend out of shape at all.
I'm picturing a purple-and-black flying saucer.
01.02.2010
18.02.2010
I've already spent a small fortune (in relative terms) on parts for this. As you can see, more parts are still needed.
Why the investment of money into a project like this? There is o
Bio:
Toa Amir wields the elemental power of Love. Centuries ago, as an avatar of divine will, he saved the world of Spherus Magna from the ancient and implacable Archons. Now fallen to the state of mortal man, he serves as best he can in the complicated center of global politics, under the planetary High Council, where pressures abound on all sides. Can he hold his own in the midst of a growing chaos? And will he ever find his way back to himself? The fate of Spherus Magna may well depend on th
So I paid another visit to the post office today. Here's what I brought back.
=)
The return address says "Andrew Boss-man." I swear!
Mmm, bubble wrap.
Oooh, Barnicles!
Not very stackable, those canisters. The design consistency is really lacking, too.
Pffft, instructions are for sissies!
...
OK, let's try that again.
Ehlek begins to take shape.
Poor Nuparu... No wait, that Gatling gun holds six shots! Go Nuparu! Matrix-style! [Cue slow-motion action sequ
World Love
Track 13 from the album 69 Love Songs volume 2
by The Magnetic Fields
When the rhythm calls the government falls
Here come the cops
From Tokyo to Soweto
viva la musica pop
We are black & white and we dance all night
down at the hop
and the letters were tall on the Berlin Wall
viva la musica pop
So if you're feeling low
stuck in some bardo
I, even I know the solution
love, music, wine and revolution
love, love
love, music, wine and revolution
This too sha
I feel more sympathetic toward the crooks in LEGO Space Police 3 than toward the cops.
I feel more sympathetic toward the creatures and fish-men in LEGO Atlantis than toward the explorers.
I felt more sympathetic toward Achu than either of the artifact-chasing European factions in LEGO Jungle Adventurers.
I feel more sympathetic toward Tren Krom than toward even most of the more likable Toa in BIONICLE.
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but den i stolez it back.
Man, that was weird. I get an Add Contact permission request from someone named JuanitaSomebodyFourRandomNumbers. Click "Chat First." Say hi. Have a very short convo. Obvious chat bot posing as a sexy young female wanting to webcam. "[Don't use obscene language. -Shine], bye." "Block User."
All of a sudden:
"Yahoo! Messenger is disconnected." Waaht.
"Connect to Yahoo! Messenger."
"Unable to connect to Yahoo! Messenger while signed in from another computer
I added black tires to the shoulders and hips, revamped the sword, filled in the back, and built a custom head for the 2001 Hau.
Similarly, custom head and back armour added.
(Sorry, no more pictures till I get new batteries for my camera.)
I've been having very vivid dreams in the past while, even though I don't always recall much. I'm sure if I recalled more, and pondered what they meant, I'd get lots of useful material. Anyway, I just thought I'd share something from a dream I had last night.
It was dark, as is usual in winter here, and I was outside. With my eyes closed, I could "see" a diffuse white glow in the vicinity of my hands. If I kept my hands balled up into fists, the light would still peek out a little, and when I
There's a gallery, too, when Brickshelf gets around to modding the folder. I'm not too happy with how the photos turned out, but the MOC itself was quite a fun little diversion.
Yeah, the title is from Cryoshell's Murky. Which is a great song, by the way. I've probably listened to it thirty times.
So I put my slalom skis up for auction with a starting bid of 55 euros and a Buy It Now price of 85. Some dude down by Turku snapped them up for the 85 within hours. I'm thinking I could have asked for more. <.< But I don't care that much. The point is to get rid of all the things I don't need, one way or another, and just raise enough cash to get me started on my wa
