I complain frequently about the problems caused by overuse of smart phones in our lives. Like this post from a few months ago making fun of all the people filming the concert they were attending instead of watching and experiencing it.
Sometimes, however, they create miracles that couldn't exist in times of yore. Like in yesterday's post, where I talked about how my phone ran out of battery power right in the middle of me filming the one song from the Death Cab For Cutie concert we were at, so I wasn't going to have that to look back on.
Turns out that's not a big deal anymore. In less than a day, my daughter found someone who posted a full version of the song on YouTube.
Not only that, but this person posted a video of 20 out of the 21 songs that Death Cab played for us, from the opening jam:
To the final encore:
And everything in between (minus one. Surprising that they missed that one).
I have to say that it is pretty amazing to have the opportunity to re-watch the concert that we went to the other day. This was only the second concert ever that my daughter attended, but she'll never forget it, because I downloaded all of those videos off YouTube and put them in a folder to save. So, even if they get removed from the platform, we'll still be able to pull them up and watch them again.
My daughter will be able to show them to her daughter when she regales her with the tales of her adventurous youth. I've told my daughter about the concerts I went to in years past, but the best I've been able to impress her with were the ticket stubs.
Imagine how awesome it would be to have a complete video recording (with really great audio too, I'm impressed) of entire concerts you attended when younger. If I could watch a recording like that of my first Metallica show that I went to back on September 16, 1989 at the Cal Expo Amphitheater...
...I don't even know what the reaction would be, but it would be something very special. Then again, maybe I only feel that way because I don't have it. Hopefully that's not true, and my daughter will really appreciate it, and look back on it with fondness each time she watches it again over the years.
I don't know. All I know is that I think it's really cool.
I am a huge fan of Firefly and the movie Serenity. I remember back in 2014 hearing that Super7 was going to make Firefly action figures in the same scale as Marvel Legends and Star Wars Black Series, and I was super stoked. I was ready to buy all of them.
Sadly, they got the same treatment as the show itself. They released a first wave, and then called it a day. There were only five figures to buy. They did Mal, Zoë, Jayne, Wash, and Kaylee...and that was it. The nine person crew of Serenity would not be completed. We would never get Simon, River, Book, and Inara, much less any of the other characters that we saw in the show like Badger, Saffron, and the two by two hands of blue guys.
When that happened, I decided that I would only buy the three fighters of the group, and put them together, because that seemed to work. They made a good group, but if I added Wash and Kaylee to it, then you look at it and wonder where are all the rest?
So, I got those figures, put them on my shelf, and went on with my life.
That was 2015, and now it's 2022. So, the last thing I ever thought would happen was to go to a store, in this case a store called Tuesday Morning, and find one of those figures on the shelf at a price that I couldn't turn down, but there he was, Hoban Washburne.
What the heck? It's been seven years. Where has this toy been for all of that time? And at $4, I definitely couldn't just walk away and leave it there, even if I decided long ago that I was only going to get the fighters. Wash wanted to be a fighter. There was that whole episode where they get captured and tortured by Niska where Wash was trying to prove that he was tough too, so maybe it works.
Doesn't matter though, I was getting it no mater what. In fact, there was two of them, and I bought the other one for my daughter who also loves Firefly. She likes to collect and display toys a little bit too. She has an All Might from My Hero Academia, some Doctor Stranges, and a Zuko from Avatar: The Last Airbender. I texted her and asked her if she wanted it, and even though she didn't see the text and respond before we left the store, I bought it anyway, because I knew she would love it.
She is particularly fond of the fact that he came with two dinosaur toys as his accessories.
"I think we should call it your grave!"
"Oh, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"
I put mine up on the shelf next to the others, sans dinosaurs, since it seems like they're in a moment where the dinosaurs would be inappropriate. I think it looks good.
Now, though, as is often the case when I find a toy at a good deal, I feel like I need to get that last figure they made. I need to get me a Kaylee. I wonder how likely it is that I will find her sitting on a shelf for only $4 in another seven years. Pretty far-fetched, but after today, I'm not so sure.
Round Five! Which includes four days worth of the 30-Day Carnivore Challenge, days 23-26. Marshal and I are pushing toward the finish line, will we both cross? Or will we fail miserably? The only way to find out is to watch the video with bated breath. It's too much, isn't it? No, you can do it. You got this. You can make it through. I know it's really exciting, but you can handle the excitement.
I took my daughter to her second ever concert yesterday. I talked about her first one, Halestorm and Evanescence, on a previous post if you want to check that out.
This time around, we went to see Death Cab For Cutie. At work, every time I told people who I was going to see they either said, "No idea who that is," or "Oh, yeah, I kind of remember that band. Couldn't tell you any of their songs, but the name sounds vaguely familiar."
Truthfully, the name is not one you would forget easily. It's pretty horribly nonsensical. It makes me think of this old Onion article I saw years ago. Probably the only name that's more obscure and less wise to choose is The Dunesteef Audio Fiction Magazine.
Anyway, this time around we made it in plenty of time to see the opening act, called Mini Trees.
At first, I thought they'd be pretty good. They had all the elements of a good band, but in the end, they didn't do it for me. First of all, their show was really static and boring. The band members barely moved. They just stood there at their mic stands and played. The girl on the left at one point was even standing beside her keyboards holding her hands together in front of her like a kind of military at-ease pose like she was waiting in line at the bank or something.
Secondly, despite having a lot of varied background music, the melodies that the singer did were all morose and mournful as could be. At first, I thought it was cool, but when every song turned out to be that way, it got annoying. The singers voice went from pleasant to droning by the end of their set.
The best part about the band was their drummer, who looked like a computer programmer building the first MacIntosh in the late seventies or something. I tried to get a close up of him, but I don't have one of those cameras with the zoom lens yet, so it's just a digital zoom, and therefore shit.
But yeah, seventies hair, glasses, seventies mustache, and he was constantly making crazy faces as he pounded the skins (that's a phrase people still use for playing the drums, right? Or is it as up to date as this guy's look?).
Anyway, Mini Trees went away, and after twenty minutes or so, Death Cab hit the stage.
They were amazing from the word go. They had so much energy in their performance. It was like they had some kind of mad scientist machine backstage that stripped all the youthful energy from the much younger Mini Trees and transferred it to them.
I mean, Ben Gibbard is 45 years old. Almost as old as me, and he was moving up there like he was on drugs or something...which I guess he might have been, who knows. I was feeling super tired just from having to stand around for twenty minutes waiting for Death Cab to start their show, and he was dancing constantly and roaming all over the stage like crazy. It was great.
Death Cab is not particular known as a rocking band. They have songs that are sort of fast paced and all, but not particularly. They're known more for contemplative, slow songs, so I was really surprised by how intense and rocking the show was.
When they finished their first song, my daughter turned to me and said, "That was SO GOOD!"
Looked like she was liking her second concert as much as her first.
I tried not to be one of those douches that is always holding up their phones to record a concert, blocking everyone behind them's view, but I did want to get one song as a sort of souvenir. Also, my phone was really low on battery, so I didn't want it to die on me and leave me unable to get pictures of me and my daughter.
The one song I figured I'd record was "I'll Follow You Into The Dark." I perfectly predicted when they would play it. When I saw the stagehand bring Gibbard out an acoustic guitar, I knew it was time for it, so I started recording, and I got the song from the very beginning.
Didn't get it to the end, though. My phone ran out of battery right in the middle. I wish I'd realized the phone was low on battery today, because I was sitting right next to a computer with a charging cable in it the entire day. I could have easily topped it off. I guess that's something to remember for the next concert I go to.
My daughter offered her phone to me to record the rest of the song, but I demurred. I didn't want the song broken into chunks with a missing part in the middle. I got what I got, and that was going to have to do.
The show rocked on, and they played all of our favorite songs. Eventually, it came to an end, and the lights came up. Before walking out, I looked down at the ground and noticed a white guitar pick sitting on the ground. I stepped on it, to cover it with my foot before somebody else grabbed it, then bent down and retrieved it from under my shoe.
During the show, my daughter had commented to me about how she was sad when she saw Gibbard throw a pick into the crowd and it had sailed far away from where we were standing, so I knew she would be excited.
"Here you go," I said, holding it up and presenting it to her.
"Oh my gosh, you found one?" she said, a big smile on her face.
Some women near us saw me hand the pick to her and came over, "Wow! You have to frame that! That is so great! He is the greatest, isn't he? We're from Seattle, and we love him so much! You are lucky! You have to frame that!"
We laughed, and smiled, and my daughter said that she would, and we started walking away. That's when I noticed a second pick on the floor, and I bent down and picked it up as well. I immediately thought of the two women who had just been gushing over the other pick.
"You have to give that to those girls," my daughter said. She was on the same wavelength as me.
"Where did they go?" I said, looking around. They weren't near us anymore. Then I saw them over near the stage. They were milling around with the rest of the crowd that was hoping to find a pick that had fallen to the ground during the show. They'd all gone to the front, where you would expect a pick to land.
We walked over and I held the pick out to them. Their eyes went wide.
"No," they said, "you have to keep it. It's yours."
We laughed. My daughter held up her pick. "We found a second one," she said.
"What? Oh my God, thank you!" they said. "Now we can both frame it!"
After that, we went out to the parking lot, and headed for home, very satisfied with our concert adventure for the day.
I think we already know who we're going to see next. My daughter absolutely loves Incubus, and they are coming to town in August, so we're going to have to get tickets for that one. Should be fun.
In my earlier post, I mentioned Dr. Toys, and the droids he was building out of garbage you might normally just pitch into your recycle bin.
One of the things he mentioned in his videos was using pieces from a line of action figures they were selling at Dollar Tree called Final Faction. If you are unfamiliar, Dollar Tree is where everything costs a dollar...wait, since inflation has hit record levels, they had to raise their prices, so everything is $1.25. Anyway, it's all cheap.
An action figure for $1.25? That's a pretty great deal. These days, it's almost impossible to find anything under $20, so I figured I needed to get over to Dollar Tree and see if I could get my own fodder for homemade droids.
I was pretty excited by what I found. First thing to catch my eye were these robot dogs:
The legs looked like they could be really good for a droid's legs.
Not only that, but they might even be fun characters in their own right. If I repainted and spruced them up a little bit, they might be possible denizens of Anklevich Station...or did I decide it was called Ankletown? I can't remember. Maybe they're robot dogs that help the police keep the peace on the rowdy port station.
I bought several. One way or another, they would be perfect. And they were so cheap, I couldn't help myself.
Next thing I found was the robot guy that Dr. Toys had removed the legs from to make his snow droid.
I decided I ought to get a few of those as well, since the whole thing could be useful in various droid builds. I bought all four of the ones they had at the Dollar Tree I was at.
Not only would they be useful for fodder, but they might also be good in and of themselves. With a little love and affection, they could be repainted to look pretty nice. Dr. Toys did a video where he repainted one to look better.
I don't think I'd repaint mine like his, but something else could be really cool. These guys, like the dogs, could be police bots for the station. maybe painting them black and white like a police car could be pretty cool. I don't know.
I went to a second Dollar Tree, and found several more of them, and now I have quite an army of the guys...I might have overdone it.
Then there were the aliens. The colors and paint job on them totally sucks, but what can you expect for $1.25? These are the drones:
And these are the brutes:
The aliens had their own robot warrior called a Synthoid.
Pretty cool. Repainting these guys would make for some really cool aliens for Ankletown. If nothing else, they could be cool in the background of shots.
One thing that is really neat about Final Faction is that they have accessory packs that you can buy for the figures. They had one for the aliens that came with backpacks that made them look even creepier.
Imagine how sweet these would look after a repaint that made them look like one single creature instead of a guy with a differently colored backpack.
There were other accessory packs that could make the other characters look cooler, or just be used as greebles to add details to a kitbashed droid I might make.
The Synthoid got some accesories, and looks like this once he's armed up.
So, he gets those guns that come up over his shoulders, and he also can have two regular hands or a gun arm and a knife arm.
There were some regular human characters, and they weren't terrible, but they also weren't great. This guy is my favorite, because he's mostly robot.
And I also quite liked this guy, whose robot arm and helmet make him look pretty robotic too.
The rest of them are pretty unremarkable. I bought one of each that I found, because they were so cheap, but I don't know if I'll do anything with them.
There's a ninja girl.
If I was good at painting faces, I could see her being worthwhile, but I'm not. Then again, she might be the perfect one to try to learn some skills on, because she only cost a buck.
There's this Falcon ripoff:
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get his backpack to go in the peg hole in his back. You can see that the peg is kind of munched now, so It'll only be worse.
Lastly, there was this Tony Stark Iron Man ripoff:
Because these figures were so cheap, and I was grabbing so many, I didn't even look at their paint jobs to see if they had issues. Look at how bad the paint is slopped onto his forehead and cheek. Yikes! Another one that could be cool with a face paint job...maybe. I guess I can give that one some practice as well, and who knows what I might get.
It looks like the rest of the world has been aware of these figures a lot longer than me, because I've found dozens of videos on YouTube about them. I think there may be a few figures I haven't found yet, as well as a friggin' vehicle...yeah, a vehicle for a dollar! I guess you can buy the accessory packs for the vehicle and with a few bucks turn it into something not too shabby.
It also looks like a second wave of figures may be coming out soon, so I guess there may be much more droid fodder to come. I have to admit, I like these guys. Not for what they are on their own, but for what they could become. When I finally get around to building droids and doing figure repaints, I'll be sure to post some pictures.
I find this to be pretty humorous when Jupiter tries to catch the mouse's cursor on the screen of my computer. She tries to catch flies and other insects that get into the house, so I shouldn't be surprised if she's going after something that looks like a bug.
Marshal and I have made it to the end of another...bit of the 30-Day Carnivore Challenge. In this video, we review days 18-22, and talk about the triumphs and issues that we have, including some gastric distress possibly caused by pork rinds and the struggles of trying to make a video while riding through a car wash.
I can't even remember why I was looking on Amazon for Fortnite guys the other day...I suppose because I have a fever, and the only cure is more cow bell...but I saw that the price on the Skull Ranger Loot Piñata had been lowered, and I could get it for about $5 less than I'd seen it.
I've been wanting a Skull Ranger ever since I discovered that they had produced one. I bought four Skull Troopers from Ross back around Halloween time to put up on the shelves.
When I found that there was a girl one too, I was like, I gotta have that.
So, I bought the piñata. And it really is a piñata.
You could hang it up, and bash it with a bat to set the contents free if you wanted to, and to tell you the truth, I probably should have done that. I should have tried to make it fun. Life's short, why not open your loot piñata like that.
Well, one reason is the clean up. It's full of little packages with toys inside of them, but it's also full of confetti. I tried my best to open the thing without making a big mess, but I still had to pick ten to fifteen pieces of confetti off the ground. There were hundreds in the box, though, so I did pretty good.
Here's the Skull Ranger:
She looks pretty good...by herself, and with the group.
She didn't come with a scythe like the others, but since one of these things is not like the others to begin with, it doesn't hurt to give her the gun. These are going to be cool come Halloween.
I have some McFarlane seven inch scale Skull Troopers too.
I wanted to get a girl to go with them, but they never made one, neither McFarlane (which didn't last as long) nor Jazwares who did the slightly smaller six inch scale figures. Not too long ago, I saw this wrestling figure, and decided to grab it.
Eventually, when I finally get around to it, I'm going to paint a skeleton onto that empty black outfit, and give her a skull face too. I'm nervous to paint on her face though. If I screw it up, I don't know if I have the skill to give her new eyes or anything, so we'll see. I guess I have to go for it one way or another. If I ruin it, what will I have lost. I don't put wrestling figures on my shelf, so it won't be going up there if it's not painted.
We've been working on our backyard almost every single weekend for what feels like months. Maybe we had a weekend off here or there, but almost no weekend has gone by without being filled with hard work.
My wife decided she wanted to put a fire pit in our backyard, so she ordered the necessary materials, and set me to work carrying those materials to where they belonged. Those materials mostly consisted of rocks, very large rocks. So, I guess I didn't need to hit the gym on those days, because I'd done plenty of squats with heavy weights.
My wife struggled with piecing the flagstones together to make a patio around the fire pit. I have a daughter who is a wiz with puzzles, but she's my daughter not my wife. The wife doesn't seem to have that skill.
So one Saturday, I spent the afternoon helping her put it together. We used a hammer to break some stones down to the size that we needed, but mostly we just tried rocks in spaces to see if they fit, similar how you work a puzzle. By the end of the day, we had us a flagstone patio.
That was just the beginning. The next big step was putting in the storage shed.
We bought a new truck a little while ago, and the second that we did, my wife jumped on the chance to use it to get those things we never had a vehicle to get them with before. I'm not kidding. This photo was taken on the way home from the car dealership. She didn't even go all the way home first. Costco was on the way, so we stopped and bought the shed.
That's the shed and a storage shelf for the garage in the back of the truck. We put both of the boxes in the garage, and a few weeks later, when it was time to put them together, we discovered this problem:
That tiny little sticker was on the bottom of the box, telling us that there were, in fact, supposed to be two boxes. Nobody mentioned that to us, and the sticker there was very small and not very prominent.
Luckily, Costco is cool about things like that, and they got us the other box without much fuss. It took a long time, but I didn't have to throw a fit and be one of those customers everyone hates to get them to listen to us.
We got back with the other box, and started building the shed. My wife said that one of the reviews she read about the shed claimed that a 75-year-old woman had put the shed together by herself in about three hours. Turns out that was one of those fake reviews, because this thing took us for-friggin-ever to get assembled.
I couldn't believe how much work it turned out to be. Maybe it wouldn't have surprised me if I hadn't been primed by that review to expect an easy assembly. I hold whoever that fake reviewer was responsible for my misery that day.
It took us until dark that first day, when we had to abandon it because we could no longer see what we were doing. Then half of the next day as well to get the whole thing assembled. I felt pretty accomplished when we finally were able to stand back and say we were finished.
I mean, a 75-year-old lady did it in three hours and it took me two days, but still, I felt pretty proud of that little building.
We filled it up with all of our yard tools and pool chemicals, which was nice to get them out of the garage.
My wife ordered chairs for the fire pit, and assembled them herself, and the place was beginning to look pretty nice. Almost like a space you would be happy to spend some time in.
The final piece of the backyard puzzle came a week later when we put some grass over all of that dirt. My wife ordered a pallet of sod, and we picked it up in our new truck.
That was nearly a fatal mistake. My wife knew that the truck had a towing capacity of 6,000 lbs, and the pallet of sod didn't weigh that much. She didn't consider the fact that towing capacity and weight capacity of the truck bed are completely different things.
When the guy dropped that sod into our truck bed, the truck made a noise that was frightening.
It was riding so low, that I was a little worried about driving it. We got in the car, and my wife looked up on her phone the weight specs, and discovered that we could be ruining our truck with this load. We'd only had it a few weeks. This could be very bad.
We drove home as slowly as we could get away with to avoid taking any bumps at speed. Even as slow as we were going, every flaw of the road was multiplied tenfold. I was so scared that we were going to have our axle bend or break, or blow a tire and need some serious help to take care of the problem (they'd have to have a forklift take the pallet of sod off before you could even consider changing the tire).
We made it home without incident, though. I called both of the kids out to help carry the grass to the backyard piece by piece. I wanted all the help I could get so we could get that weight off the truck as fast as possible.
It's been a few weeks now, and it seems pretty obvious that we didn't do any damage, so that's a relief.
My wife pieced all the sod into place that we unloaded for her, and in only a few hours, we had the whole area covered in grass and ready to water.
I think it turned out really well. For a while, I was really worried, because it didn't seem like we were watering the grass enough for it to take root and really set in, but we just mowed it for the first time this weekend. It had grown long and lush, and was looking amazing, so I don't think I need to worry so much about it anymore. It still looks like grass that came from strips of sod, but that will fade soon, I think.
Marshal and I are still going. It's pretty amazing that we have made it through more than two weeks, and we're both still going with little to no issues. At this point, we're reaching for troubles to have, because the regular ones are passing us by and leaving us be.
My kid was at a dentist appointment this morning. He's in fourth grade. When I brought him in to school to drop him off, they asked if I had a doctor's note to prove he was at the dentist.
"No," I said. "I didn't know he needed one."
"Well, we can't excuse him if he doesn't have a doctor's note," the woman at the front desk said.
"Uh, okay, well, then I guess you don't need to excuse him," I said, "I mean, does it matter anyway?"
"Well," she said, "they count up unexcused absences."
Not sure who *they* are in this context. My guess is some government agency whose purpose is to make life miserable for its citizens...The Parent Punishement Department.
"A parent's word isn't good enough?" I said, it was more of a statement than a question. She just shrugged at that.
So, what the hell is going on? Since when does a parent bring their child back to school and lie about where they were? In what world is a parent's word about a child being at the dentist not enough to excuse them? Isn't the point of unexcused absences to alert a parent to the fact that your kid is cutting class and needs to be set straight? Or is it now for the purpose of catching parents who are doing their best to turn their kids into delinquents?
And I live in Texas, where they're so worried about parents' rights that they tried to ban mask mandates for schools so that parents could be the ones who decide if their kid wears a mask...but they can't even vouch for their kid being at the dentist? You gotta be kidding me.
The woman at the desk told me my son could bring the doctor's not the next day to get his absence excused, as though I'm going to drive all the way back to the dentist and ask for a note just to get the red X off his chart or whatever. No thanks. I've got better things to do with my time, like type this rant up for example.
I guess it's just going to have to go down on his permanent record. Hopefully he'll be able to still get a job when he's in his forties. I bet it will come up on his background check, and his potential employer will say, "I'm sorry, but it says here you had an unexcused absence in fourth grade...let me guess, you were at 'the dentist'. That's what they all say. You and your dad were probably robbing a liquor store and using the money to buy smack, weren't you?"
Who buys Halloween stuff in April? Well, this guy does, especially if he finds them on sale.
I checked on the clearance aisle at the local Walmart, and saw this Dracula.
I saw this and passed on it once, but this time around I was feeling a little more free-spending, I guess. It's on sale! That means it's okay, right?
It's not particularly cheap, but it's basically 33% off, which is a pretty large percentage. So, I scooped it up.
I've never bought a Bendyfig. I didn't know how much I'd like it, but when I opened it up in the car, it was pretty cool.
The name Bendyfigs might be a little misleading. They're made of bendy material, but it takes an awful lot to get them to pose in much more than a simple standing pose.
The guy came with a stand, which I totally didn't expect. He has peg holes on his feet, and I'm sure it makes it infinitely better than trying to stand him up on his feet.
He also came with a wired cape to make all sorts of poses possible. The cape doesn't have to just hang flat.
I've never had a figure with a wired cape before, but most collectors swear by them. Seems like I should have gotten one with some of the more expensive and super-articulated figures I've gotten, but I guess Bendyfigs is the place to go.
Anyway, I really love this guy, and I'll be pretty happy come Halloween to put him up on my shelves. Halloween is a long way off though. I gotta stop going out to shop for toys so much...but everything is going on sale right now. I keep finding so many good deals.
Well, now it's only gotten worse. You see, one of the things I like best about his Rotgut station is how he has so many customized action figures and spaceships on display there. I decided to do a search on custom spaceship and robots, and I was treated to dozens of videos that sparked my imagination like crazy.
I particularly liked this guy, Dr. Toys. His robot designs were really awesome. Check out this video:
He makes that sweet astromech-type droid with a bunch of leftover garbage.
Or this video:
I think I like that one even more. What a cool idea to separate the two halves like that. It looks so great. Imagine that guy running around in Rotgut Station...or Anklevich Station.
Then there's this video:
That walker looks like it totally belongs in the movies, right next to the regular chicken walker. Man, I really want to try to make my own custom droid.
Then I looked for custom spaceships, and came across videos like this one where a whole group of people were making speeders for their action figures to tool around in out of things from the recycle bin.
Now, I not only want to make a super cool diorama filled with interesting action figures and spaceships, but I also want to make my own action figures and spaceships to populate the diorama too. The obsession grows!
On that episode of Delusions of Grandeur from the other day where I talked about our Disney vacation from this year, I mentioned how I would have been happy to have a theme park that was completely dedicated to Star Wars, and that it didn't even need to have rides. Well, this YouTube video came up in my feed today, and I thought I ought to share it with you, because it sounds like someone is doing exactly what I was talking about with a different set of properties.
I've only seen a couple of the Studio Ghibli movies, but I'm still really interested in going to this park. Even more so, I'd love to see a park like this done for one of the properties that I love.
Here's another few days of the carnivore challenge that Marshal Latham and I are doing. Marshal and I talk about our issues and struggles, and then I address them a little bit at the end. Sorry the video is so long. I guess you add a second person, and it becomes double the production. I even did fewer days this time around, but it still ran just as long.
I've been doing that 30-Day Carnivore Challenge with Marshal Latham for a little while now, and I'm doing really well. I'm happy about that.
We cleaned out the garage this past weekend, and I wasn't happy about that. It took a long time, and required a lot of work, and I'm completely worn out from it.
However, we accomplished something that makes the last two paragraphs go together. We managed to unearth my weight bench.
It had been buried under junk for months...while I had been burying myself in junk food.
Now that I'm getting back into the good eating thing, I'll be ready to start exercising again. That wouldn't have been possible before this weekend, but now I'll be able to get back at it, and I'm happy about that.
Buy the way, we're selling the canoe and the Ikea bed there on the right. Local pickup only.
At first, it just made me chuckle. Having a doctor like this sure could be uncomfortable. But then I realized something. "Hey, I have that guy!" Well, sort of. I have the head and the claws.
That is from these Boss Fight Studios Mini-Kits they put out a few years ago. I went to visit Rish, and he took me to the Megalopolis store, where I saw that they had the mini-kits. They come in blind bags, and I stood there feeling them up for several minutes before I was sure that I had the ones that I wanted. I bought two of them, and a blank body to put them on.
I dug around in my toy box, and found that I did in fact still have them, even though I'd done nothing with them since bringing them home. So, Here's the lobster guy.
He also came with a second head option.
You gotta really look out for this one, because his head may pinch you too.
The other head I bought was for the Great Old One.
With the lobster ones, it seems like all I'd need to do was give them a wash and paint the eyes, since they're already red. This great old one had probably better be painted green, and detailed a little more. Maybe some color on the suckers on the hand and also on the veins in his head. Could look really cool.
I think it might be fun to do like Empire Toy Works did, and put the lobster head and claws on a regularly-clothed figure. I noticed that they have a Fortnite figure in a suit for sale right now.
That would probably be pretty fun to mash those together.
The great old one might be better if I put it on a robed body. I could use the blank body I have and just make a robe for it. That would probably be best. Then again, I've got a Squid Head body that has recently become available.
