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BrickFest 2009 . In which our hero is forced to go outside. . (Not pictured: ten hour drive through crops, mountains, and badlands. Mountains were fun, the others were boring.)
School's... been blown... to... pieces...Heather and Lino carrying in the Dollhouse.
Head over to Flickr for an account of my exhilarating meeting with Lino.Alex Eylar safe at home in the Alex Eylar Kitchen:This is a cat, apparently. Took me about a day to figure that out. I thought it was the Joker for a while. I can't be the only one who didn't see it was a cat.The word "honky" comes to mind; not sure why.I miss the Big Wheel, and all the other deadly toys that would seriously mess with your day. Me.Look who I met!This thing was my favorite of the MOCs on display.Nudist camp. Genius.Above, another one of my favorites.The Pick-a-Brick boxes. Lots of head... heads, I mean. Plural.The robot played songs, in case it's not clear. Amazing.Trojans, wood, men inside, connotations of horses...If I say the words "grease fire," only three people in the world will know what I mean, and how funny it is.The scratch-and-dent tables at the Lego store. I walked off with $240 worth; only had to pay $126.Inside the store. The line was a killer.The mall let us stay after hours. Nice little "Dawn of the Dead" vibe once the gates are locked and the lights are down.The drunken speed build:Alcohol, nerds, and Lego are such an entertaining mix.Championship round... so to speak.
(Not pictured: ten hour drive back home, in which I nearly simultaneously froze to death, died of hunger, and fell asleep driving.)
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