Pezler the Polychromatic

So apparently this was announced as an upcoming release by WizKids:

A flumph, of course. As per usual, it's actually super friendly but it's just misunderstood, and naturally the unreasoning fear of humans causes them to attack pre-emptively.

Give it a giant bag of catnip. The results would be much more entertaining. What, you think I'd really try to get the adorable ball of fluffy destruction to stop? Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

Purged, of course.

The previous government had decided that it was more economical to change from to door-to-door deliver to community mailboxes, so that I can walk to the end of the block in all manner of weather to get it instead of it being conveniently by my front door. A few weeks after I got switched over, a new government came in and immediately cancelled the change to community mailboxes. Unfortunately, they didn't bother to switch anybody back to the the old way.

They look happy about it:

Doing figures in sub-assemblies makes painting it far easier.

Depends, was it a silver knife?

Yes, I prime all of them. For my GW figures I usually use Leadbelcher spray, though if need be I can use Grey Seer, Corax White or Wraithbone as appropriate. Never use spray primers on Bones, that leads to disaster. I've used brown liner for that ever since we were shown the way by Saint @buglips*the*goblin, blessed be his name. And yes, I'm aware that casually blessing him may cause him pain and possible spontaneous combustion. It's the goblin way.

Same, though I'd also like to see some Mesoamerican mythology as well. Perhaps some hussars also, just for some Polish representation.

There's a bakery along one of my routes that has salted caramel Boston creme doughnuts. And for you apple fritter fans, Tim Horton's has an Apple Fritter ice cream that's actually decent.

It's kraken weather today.

Ah yes, the ones with the ergonomic metal bucket seats. Reminds me of the Allis Chalmers I used to drive when I was growing up.

Along my routes I routinely see pairs of Canadian cobra chickens on the side of the road. Mostly they mind their own business and stay in place when you go by, but occasionally they get it into their thick boneheads to try to fly across when they see you coming and I'd rather not hit a 20 lb. bird at speed. Haven't had a close call yet, but man can they be dumb sometimes.