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Thursday, May 14, 2009 History Here's a shot of my history page from this morning. Except for my initial search for Mothra, and a single image search from a copied result, the rest pages as I bounced from page to page because of something linked in the Wikipedia entry. If I didn't have to go to work, I'd be here all day. 
posted by Evil Wayne |
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0 comments Monday, May 11, 2009 Goodbye Lego Area And hello to The Lego SunRoom:  In what can only be deemed a fit of utter insanity, Tine thought it would be a good idea to convert the sunroom into a Lego/Gaming room. Later, after the paramedics had arrived and resuscitated me, I mulled over what Faustian deal I was getting myself into; Oh there are strings, but I think I can deal with them. We spent the weekend swapping furniture, moving the Lego area in the bedroom downstairs and then disbursing the contents of the sunroom to various other locals around the house. Because the faster this happened, the less time she had to change her mind. I think I started moving things around 9AM Saturday and stopped around midnight. Sunday was a lot of minor mopping up, but I got about 85% of the transfer done. There's still a few boxes and some display sets that I need to bring down. Not to mention the entire contents of TheBoy's closet. At the moment, I still don't have enough room. I couldn't possibly fit everything and have room to use it. Part of the problem is I'm trying to do too many things with one room: I'm trying to squeeze in gaming, the computer, three smaller table/desks, a baby changing table for paper craft and binding supplies, and keep the main table accessible on at least three sides. Plus, keep one big comfy chair and an ottoman, mostly for Tine. It's a work in progress. I went through about twenty different permutations on how to arrange everything before bringing it all down. Even after moving a good chunk, I thought I had decided on something only to wake up early Sunday morning and completely rearranged the table and Lego drawers. I figure I'll probably keep moving things around as I use them and actually see what works best. Something will probably have to give. Still, this is exactly what I've needed. Nobody should hear me rummaging around bins after dark, so I don't have to feel guilty about generating noise; I won't have to clean up every time I'm done for the night, just so we use our bed; I can actually access all of the bins easily instead of sitting on the floor to get under the table for bulk; I get the use of the whole damn table instead of a third. I might actually get to enjoy most of my collection for the first time since I started. Crimney, I could actually host a BrikWar game. I'm giddy as a school girl. Which can only mean the plane is going down. posted by Evil Wayne | 1:12 PM 2 comments Friday, May 08, 2009 Daily Updated I've updated the Daily photos through the end of April. It's all I could get to this morning, but it's a start. Now I'm only behind by 8 days instead of 18. I also had taken a group of pics while putting together some of the paper mini Terrans to post here, but they came out too blurry to really be useful. I've still got tons of minis to cut, so I'll see about reshooting the whole fiasco this weekend. posted by Evil Wayne | 9:52 AM 0 comments Monday, May 04, 2009 The Good, The Bad and The Ugly Got my pay cut by 10% with a kindly worded message that ended with something along the lines of: when things get better, there might be a reassessment of the decision. Which has the ring of never. Man, it still feels like a fucking kick in the gut. There's other stuff, but I can't go into it without feeling like I want to vomit. I'm getting on a plane in three weeks. I couldn't be more uninterested in this project at the moment. Seriously, my enthusiasm is waning deeply and badly. I keep thinking that I should back out, because I'm not sure what I have to offer anymore. (Don't worry Alfred, I'm still going). I'm pretty much unmotivated about a lot of things lately. The black flies are horrifically nasty this year. The last couple of weekends have turned my forehead into a pock-marked moonscape of pain and suffering. What little wind there was simply blew them into my face and pinned the to the brim of my hat. There might as well have been a hostess with menus waiting to seat them. I am totally in love with these little paper miniatures I found online. There's a damn lot of paper stuff online. I've been building scenery on and off over the last six months. Most of it's just grayscale prototyping, but I've got some little computers and corridors for the space marines. I found some medieval town houses to go along with the fantasy characters (putting the space marines there has this weird Stargate-SG1 effect). Even went so far as to buy a couple of simple miniature combat games to use them with: Songs of Blades and Heroes and Mutants and Death Ray Guns. I think I bought MDRG strictly on title alone. My dad help build a wood rack for the firewood on the lawn (actually he built it and I helped). I stained it yesterday with the implicit understanding it was not going to rain. It rained. I have no idea what that does to it if the stain hasn't had time to dry. I pretty much don't care at this point, despite my aching muscles. I had to twist in some weird ways to apply the stain because I can't come up with a plan on how to do it that doesn't involve painting myself into a corner. I hate teenagers. Selfish, uncaring, remorseless pinheads. All of them. It just occurred to me that conservative radio sounds a lot like them: Whining, bratty, spoiled sons of bitches. I've been playing with the shutter setting on Tine's camera. Been randomly taking pictures in the car of other vehicles as they pass me. I think I might start a new album just for them. Tine and I were going over what we need to accomplish during the next couple of months. Move rooms around, paint this one, that one. Yard work. Barn work. Christ it's too much. Why the hell did I think I *needed* a reason to be motivated this year? TheBoy is in baseball this season. I was worried he's inherited his old man's complete lack of physical prowess. But I'm pleasantly surprised; He can actually hit the ball. I spent one Saturday stripping down this vine that grows up trees and kills them. It had really taken over the backyard. I can't figure out what it is, but it grows along the ground, then up the trees where it chokes them. It also has some of the most wicked thorns I've ever seen. Some are longer than a half-inch. I cleared enough away that you can now actually see the neighbor's houses. Invasive little bastard. We figured out that we are way too far behind at this point regarding the garden. I've concluded that what I'm really doing is preparing for next year. There is a fair amount of wood left over from the wood rack construction to block off a small garden in the new area that actually gets sun most of the day. This would happen faster than I expected instead of moving all the cinderblocks. So *something* might get planted this year. Sorry Jen, I think most of the seeds are going to wait until next year. I'm still taking at least one photo a day. I don't believe I've missed one since that day in February? However, there's a real issue with getting things off the camera which is taking more effort than I anticipated. I got images, I just don't have them on the PC. There's a tentative plan to move all my stuff into the sunroom and take it over as a computer/game/Lego room. If it happens, there's one thing that might be a shining light at the end of the tunnel. It's too bad Thursday night gaming dried up, because I could finally hook up a headset and actually yell my swearing head off from there and not have to worry about waking anyone under the PG-13 audience up. Or a BrikWar game. Hell, just a game. I should turn this blog into something else. I have no idea what. I wouldn't mind playing some kind of giant-monster-city-attack game, now that I think about it. The Defense Forces could be cool to take down Godzilla's Next Door Neighbor's Uncle's Cousin Dog-Thing. Did I mention my salary was cut? Still feels like someone kicked me in the gut. For one, brief, shining moment in March, I was going to purchase the Lego Death Star Playset. I backed down from it at the time. I should have gone for it back then, because it's pretty much a pipe dream now. I'll leave you to figure out where the title applies. posted by Evil Wayne | 5:16 PM 5 comments Thursday, April 02, 2009 MPG Filled up and finally decided to cal out the MPG on my '02 Marquis. I'm actually doing slightly better than expected:  The neat thing is, none of my miles are highway. There's a lot less stop-and-go of the city, but then there's a lot more up and down of the hills of the sticks. posted by Evil Wayne | 9:31 PM 0 comments |
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