Well, despite my wife's normal protestation, today I sat down and actually started and completed a model kit.
Start time for assembly: about 0845 am.
Finish time for assembly: about 0855 am.
Painting time this afternoon: about 5 minutes.
The seams aren't filled, nothing is sanded or detailed, and the paint job is a bit patchy.
And it is The. Best. Model. Ever. Built.
Because, you see, it was built with the assistance of my son Jacob, who has been after daddy to let him help with a model, and who loves dinosaurs with a three-year-old's passion. So, yesterday at the store we picked up
a kit for him, and first thing this morning he was bouncing up and down waiting for me to shower so we could work on his model. I glued, he held parts together and decided the order of things. He chose the colors, and helped with painting. And he spent the whole day thrilled with his new toy, and I couldn't have thought of a better way to spend the last day of the week with him.
Just a few ramblings from a confused guy. Former military, former cop. Husband. Father. Student. Role playing gamer, on intermittent weeks. Avid reader. Internet addict. Small "l" libertarian. Too many others to mention. The views and opinions expressed herein are my own, and do not reflect those of any official agency or government or species. Names have been changed to protect the guilty; God protects the innocent as a matter of course.
“May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.”
"This report is maybe 12-years-old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people. You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, 10, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people . . . better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave." ~ Captain Malcom Reynolds
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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Sigh. Honestly do not think I could ask for better men in my life!
That is the most awesome dinosaur...does he have a name?? Hope your trip way down south goes well!
Hey - just found out about your Bog thing on teh interwebs.
Great story - stoked for Jacob and t-rex.
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