Workbench BEFORE
Workbench AFTER
Just a quick update/pat-on-my-back for making some forward progress today in the transformation of our outdoor storage closet into a fully functioning hobby workshop.
Nerd Bunker Update: 10-12-2013
It Came From The Nerd Cave PSA–The Warning Labels on Ladders Are TOTALLY For Real
You put your right hand in…
What’s up nerds of Earth? I know you’ve all been itching to see more of my skeleton and I aims to please. What we have above is my right hand–no breaks and/or fractures to be found. Frankly, I’m wondering if I’m not a real-life version of Bruce Willis in Unbreakable because that hand should be jacked up. Why? Because I’m pretty much an idiot for operating as if the law of gravity and OSHA safety regulations don’t apply to me.
Mars Attacks-The Miniatures Game on Kickstarter
Mars Attacks Miniatures Game by Mantic Games
If this was a podcast, I’d be squealing like a little schoolgirl. To say I loves me some Mars Attacks is like saying Rebel Wilson prefers a gunny sack of Krispy Kreme donuts to a bean sprout salad with a light vinaigrette. It’s an understatement. And before anyone accuses me of hating on the fat people, I’d be right there with Rebel choking down chocolate covered creme-filleds and slamming a 2 liter Mountain Dew.
You Down With O.C.D? Yeah, You Know Me!
One of these things is not like the other…
What up nerds? A big part of Operation Get Off Your Butt is about getting organized. That’s something I’m usually all over, but lately…not so much. Years ago, my uncle, referring to someone I’ve long forgotten, said, “He needs to get his fragmented <stuff> together.” Except he didn’t say “stuff.” That’s one of those sayings that has stayed with me over the years and I use it frequently. It describes exactly what I’m trying to accomplish in my own life.
You’d think someone who lost everything in a house fire two years ago wouldn’t have had much opportunity to get out of control as far as organization goes. I mean, Dude…you started from scratch. How bad could it be? Well, I figured out a way to do it, so I’m going to have to spend a good part of fall 2013 getting stuff in order. The good news is that I enjoy the work.
One of the many mini-projects within that effort highlights my particular brand of nerdy O.C.D. And yes, I realize I’m probably reaching a bit here on the definition of Obessive Compulsive Disorder. But the title was too good to pass up. Anyway, what am I talking about and what am I up to?
The Nerd Bunker–Tidying Up The Kit Stash
The Kit Stash BEFORE
Last Saturday, I partially crossed off one item from my Nerd Bunker “To Do” list. After our fire, I recovered about 45 kits from the closet where I kept them. All the ones on the top shelf were melted into slag and/or charred beyond recognition, but the ones stored lower survived. Except for the boxes that is. 95% of them suffered water & smoke damage.
Since we moved in, I’ve been recycling boxes when I get stuff from eBay & Amazon and using them to store those kits. So far, I’ve gotten about 1/3 done but still have a bunch of crushed, warped, soot-covered kits on the shelf, as you can see above.
Operation GET OFF YOUR BUTT–The Nerd Bunker
Well, Operation GOYB is up and rolling. My plan to quit planning (a contradiction, I know) and get to doing made some progress yesterday (to be detailed in a post tomorrow). One of my bigger projects around here is converting our outside storage room (5 1/2′ x 11′) into the ultimate hobby workshop (within size & budget limitations). I shall call it…The Nerd Bunker.
Kickstart My Heart–Reaper Miniatures’ Bones II Project
Copyright 2013 Reaper Miniatures
I stumbled upon my first gaming miniatures around Christmas of 1981. I was 13 and had tagged along with a neighbor one Saturday night to a small bookstore named, Book Villa, located in Huntsville, Alabama. They had a pretty impressive selection of Dungeons & Dragons products including a large rack of Grenadier & Ral Partha miniatures. I could (and did) browse those blisters and boxed sets for hours.
Model Kits on the Cheap @ Hobby Lobby
They made me a deal I couldn’t refuse…
My lovely wife needed to run by Hobby Lobby for some craft supplies this morning. My son had a $20 bill burning a hole in his pocket and wanted to check out their selection of plastic toy soldiers to add to his already massive army of polystyrene warriors. The model kit aisle is only two away from the army men aisle but, having already been warned that our discretionary $$$ is kinda light for the week, I decided to avoid that particular part of the store. I’m not world-renowned for my impulse control. Let’s just say I’m the reason they put a wall of candy in the check-out lane.
Operation GET OFF YOUR BUTT
I Want YOU To Get Up Off That Butt!
If you’ve been reading my ramblings for awhile, you know I like to get introspective from time to time. OK…alot. I even have a post category called “Navel Gazing.” Years ago, during an argument with my lovely wife, I referred to myself as “deep.” That was one I wanted to get back as soon as I said it. But still, I often find myself looking in the mirror and saying, “Self…what are you doing with your life?” And often the answer is, “Waiting.” As Tom Petty once sang, “The waiting is the hardest part.” I don’t know if it’s the hardest part but it sure can be annoying.
You Say It’s Your Birthday…
This is the big one Elizabeth!!!
So, I had a birthday recently and the photo above depicts the cake baked by my wife and daughter with a little help from our neighbor.