Details are sketchy, but there are two things we know: One: they're going to go to a wedding and make everyone dream about weddings while they're getting married. Two: the movie will be called ... Reception. I am a terrible person for making this joke please forgive me ._._._.
(Disclaimer: This blog entry is facetious and in no way intended to be factual whatsoever.) It's Christmastime once again, and with it come a wave of songs. This year, I took the time to consider the the implications of the lyrics of Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer. (I really do have too much time on my hands.) Let's just start off with the first couple of lines, the introduction: You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen, But do you recall?
My grandmother died this morning at the age of 77. Words can’t even begin to describe the misery she went through in the past several years of her life. Her immense medical record was just about as long as the list of doctors who were mortified at the prospect of having to navigate the murky medical waters of a woman who, by all rights, should have been dead five times over. Between her assisted living facility, the various wards of the hospital, and rehab facilities spanning across several
This tablescrap has a bit of a backstory. In 2007, I created a series of terrible noobish Doctor Who-based stopmotion films. To film these, I built the TARDIS exterior and interior. The exterior, which I still have around someplace, is terrible. But the interior, which accrued dust over the years, was sort of okay. This week, I rebuilt the portions of it that had fallen into disarray, mostly by patching up places where I'd cannibalized pieces. | | | | |
Another Tuesday, another tablescrap. This week we have a Toa form of Vultraz - one side of him is sort of disintegrating. Or transforming. Or something. | (in before "it sucks")
So I've been getting back to my hotel room usually somewhere near midnight. Of course, everyone else had gotten a head start and thus I had nothing original to blog about. Not tonight, however. In no particular order: - I apparently talk in Palatino - Papyrus is worse than Comic Sans - Hat towers are cool - Zatth's GIFs will be hilarious when I download/convert them - He is the human GIF - Ballom came back during the dreaded PUBLIC HOURS from the vendors and showed us a bag full of cool pa
Introducing the Tuesday Tablescraps segment of this blog. Every Tuesday, I'll post a "Tablescrap" or small, throwaway MOC. This will (hopefully) encourage me to build a little more and subsequently refine my skills. |
BrickFair is coming up and I currently have this beard. I can either keep growing it or get rid of it. It'll get bigger before the 'Fair but D.C. is freaking hot that time of year and I don't know what kind of slap insulation it'd provide. (Also it's kind of strange how I don't really get any on my cheeks.) This isn't a poll ... unless almost everyone wants me to keep the thing for one reason or another, in which case I'd bow to the collective wish.
As one of the final steps in my quest for reorganization and restructuring of this blog, I have reformed the old "Bring Back Teal Club" into a new club: The Unused Colors Society. The mission of the UCS is to promote the use of underutilized and/or discontinued LEGO colors, such as teal, old purple, or metallic blue. All of the 130 members of the old BBTC are automatically members of the UCS - and anyone who wishes to join can do so in this entry!
Let's get this out of the way: I really love classical music, and I kind of know a lot about it. I'm willing to bet that I know more things about music history than anyone else on BZP ... save for perhaps -Windrider-. Dude's a beast when it comes to this sort of stuff. Most people don't really hold opinions on classical music one way or another, and those that do generally see it as monotonous and boring. I've never really held this opinion, but my favorite music has always come later in music
I know I said that last week was probably the last tablescrap for a while, but that turned out not to be the case. I can say with 100% certainty, however, that this one will be the last edition for at least three weeks. Since, due to circumstances, I do not have any newer tablescraps to show, here's a little thing from memory lane: the first MOC I ever built, dating to mid-2004, found stuffed in the very back of a shelf. (I distinctly remember that another MOC named the "Toa of Sushi" went alo
The K has taken over. [3:29:26 PM] 55555: Prekisely. [3:29:37 PM] Sumiki: Prekisely? [3:29:45 PM] 55555: Prekisely. [3:31:17 PM] Sumiki: oh great, now I'm going to have to spell everything that way ... [3:31:18 PM] Sumiki: krud [3:31:36 PM] 55555: Only for soft Cs. [3:31:50 PM] 55555: Such as espekially. [3:32:10 PM] Sumiki: skrew the obskure spelling-altering rules [3:32:40 PM] 55555: wut have i created [3:32:48 PM] Sumiki: kreated [3:32:56 PM] Sumiki: you have kreated a monster [3:33:07 PM]
This is a fan club in honor the most Glorious Admin, IPB Admin. There is not much here at the moment, but ... hey, it's the IPB Admin fan club. You can join up if you want. (You should.)
Perhaps I've always been wrong. I've always been one to really notice when other people don't use proper grammar. I blame my mother for this. To us both, seeing something grammatically incorrect is like hearing fingernails being dragged across a blackboard. Yet over the years we've both been put into a great many positions where this has caused problems. It mortifies me when I look back at tracts of writing and find errors, and I'm one to extensively rewrite and proofread everything I write
Two days until the first anniversary of the Tuesday Tablescraps. | | | | I have mixed feelings on this guy. The legs are decent and the arms are alright, but I nearly gave up on the torso. It has no shaping whatsoever, and I tinkered with it for a good while. I'll probably revisit this guy and the Gold Bot later on, especially since I've discovered a stash of gold KK armor that I can use on him.
A few months ago, Brickeens linked me to a peppy Irish song called "My Little Honda 50". While maybe not the best thing starting with "My Little", I was inspired and built something that looked nothing like it, and with Slizer parts for wheels ... (click for larger image) | | ... and thus My Little Slizer 50 was born.
One day late. So sue me. This tablescrap exists because of Daiker, due to his entry on the matter posted before the downtime. I think I'm the only person to remember it in the downtime, so I used the part - that I ordered - in Daiker. Alternate view (I had other pictures, but they ended up corrupted. Strange.) The buck teeth are held in place by a minifigure magnifying glass. No other solution held the part in place as well as that one did.
