Or say "I am not a weirdo or anything, I am buying them cause I have a bank job later on. By the way, what isle will I find ammo for my shotgun in?"
Kurt Kunze
IPMS/USA Patriot New England Herpetological Society
You could end up with or as a "girlfriend" really fast that way. :-)
Tom
Some things just disapear. Some friends and I were seperating a bunch of 72nd scale WWII plastic figures from the sprues. One figure jumps off the table and five of us are on our knees looking for it. Big 20' x 45' room with only tables and chairs, smooth tile floor. GONE, no where to be seen. It's been 6 months and we still have a look around, its still MIA.
We even tried my favorite trick, drop a similar piece and watch where it lands, usually within 6" of the first piece.
I don't model for display anymore, just for gaming, so I tend to leave off the small parts as they tend to get broken in handling. They look better missing the small parts than with broken bits.
transmitted by your foot.
That would give a new meaning to nude modeling!
Nick
I once lost the engine pod from a 1/72nd Walrus - looked everwhere and couldn't find it. Even when I got married and moved out of Dad's place (emptying the bedroom in the process!) - it still never showed up. I eventually made one and it looks pretty good!
RobG (the Aussie one)
I was working on the Minicraft 1/350 Titanic a few years ago... One day I came home from work and went to my work table for some modelling therapy and discovered that ALL FOUR funnels were missing. It took three days to find where the cat hid 'em...
Ooohhh God! Here we go on the Cats versus modeling feud again! :-)
Bill Shuey (who has a dog)
Bill, you know that all cats work for the model companies - they force us to buy more kits to replace the parts that go missing!
Woody
William H. Shuey wrote:
My cat Tippy, God rest her soul, would jump up on the modeling bench to steal the wheels from my model cars. She would then carry them over to the kitchen floor where she would enjoy her version of modeling therapy, using the wheel as a hockey puck while she batted it all over the floor until it went under the fridge. When that happened she would go get another. Funny thing was that she would only play on the kitchen floor. If she batted it onto the carpet she would pick it up and carry it back to the linoleum and continue. must have been the distinctive sound! A few years after she died (of cancer) I found a sizable collection of long lost model parts under the fridge and the stove. It brought back some happy memories of her!
Sounds like the thread should be called "why I hate cats.."
Spaz, cat I got in the deal to acquire a wife... used to channel the spirit of Pele.
She'd just up on the table, make the cat equivalent growl of "GOAL!" and start batting things off the table.
Paints, sub assemblies, completed figures whatever..
Maybe it was Pele, maybe it was Sir Issac Newton doing the gravity thing, but a supersoaker filled with carbonated water brought to a suitable temp in the fridge and then fired (from behind ) at the base of the tail got my message across.
We get along so much better now.. Mike please remove "diespam" to reply
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, perhaps you've misunderstood the situation.
Man! That's absolutely Machiavellian!
Bill Shuey
Pele died? Bummer.
WmB
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