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  1. Cat in the Christmas tree. Cheaper than all three ghosts, although I might come back later if they simply make the ghosts available at retail.
  2. Two wyverns, two pretty good dragons, and two things that sort of look like they were patched together from leftover dragon parts. Fifteen bucks. Costco. Now. Poseable! That's sort of what I mean. I dunno that I'd want that old Dragontooth dragon, if I found him somewhere in the blister... fact is, he'd probably be priced higher than I'd want to pay... and maybe it's a GOOD thing that anyone who wants a dragon can find one pretty easy now. But trying to find something that worked in 25mm was a &$%@# and a half in 1978. Final message: They got dragons at Costco, cheap. And I am old.
  3. It irks me a little to think that forty years ago, when I first boarded this merry go round, I bought my first dragon. It was a Dragontooth mini, a pound or more of solid lead, and the wings wouldn't stay on for love nor money, but we loved that dragon, and it died a half dozen deaths at least in the time it took me to finish high school. I had to order the thing by mail. There were no other dragons. Now you can buy the dratted things in six packs at Costco.
  4. Yeeeeah, I shouldn't have. But I did. And it's not like they can STOP you from modding your own vehicles. If they really meant to do that, they'd have gone with the old 5mm scale from the Car Wars of the ancient days of my youth. At least, that's what I would have done. But no, they've gone with something approximating Hot Wheels scale, hoping to compete with Gaslands, so... let slip the cars of war, I guess...
  5. Xygag's Bestiary describes the Owlbear as part owl, part bear, and part all-consuming aggressive viciousness. While the book does not claim to know the origin of said beastie, it speculates that it was the result of magical experimentation and unholy crossbreeding. The Liber Monstorum confirms this, adding that the creatures' first victim was their creator, before they spread into the wild, to breed and populate freely. What neither volume will tell you is that the owl wasn't the first bird the wizard tried to work with....
  6. I can add little to this discussion aside from to reiterate that Darsc pretty much nailed it with his extremely unpleasant and yet largely accurate analogy. I liked Oldhammer, circa the mid nineties, and then they changed the rules set, told me I had to split my Undead army up and buy new Orcs and Goblins models if I wanted to play in THEIR venues, and while I could still play the game with friends, I felt like the company and its associated retailers and fanboys had made a point of peeing in my face and laughing about the "rain." And I was already getting irritated with their idea that a metal "soldier in ranks" model was a few bucks, but a Named Leader Figure was three to four times as much, even if it used less metal to make, because the hell with you, we're in it for the dough, right? When it became clear that they were catering to suckers and would pretty much be continuing this business model for the foreseeable future, that's where I gave up, divested, unloaded my armies at Bartertown, and moved on to other things. I did buy a copy of Space Hulk when it reissued, because I figured "How badly could they retroactively screw up a board game?" And I dared to consider that they might have learned their lesson a while back when they announced they were bringing back the specialist games, and I was delighted to think that Necromunda was coming back... but I held off. I would wait. And I heard the screams and gnashing of teeth when it was found by the early adopters that, ha, ha, ha, that boxed Necromunda set? Well, ha ha ha, we didn't include ALL the rules, NO, no, no, those will be coming out LATER, in the big expensive HARDBACK, ha, ha, ha.... Naw, these folks haven't learned a thing. Not yet. Not while they still think they're the eight hundred pound gorilla. There are other games out there, and many of them are better. And nearly all of them know enough not to flat out insult their fans.
  7. So I'm walking along behind the couch. Pocky the Cat zips ahead of me to sproing onto the back of the couch and demand pets. But he misjudged my speed and his own, and launched himself headfirst into my testicles. This put us both a bit out of joint, disrupted our respective flight paths, and injured our respective dignity. And both of us probably walked away thinking, "Yeah, that's the kind of day I'm having."
  8. Been trying to collect Ford's stuff. His kin didn't approve of his writing career, and they've denied reprint rights for his books, except the two Star Trek novels.
  9. I know, right? It was like Christmas! EDIT: Sometimes I have dreams. Yeah, big deal. Happens every night. To nearly all of us. But sometimes I remember my dreams. And some of them get pretty ambitious. I remember a dream I had about a used bookstore. This bookstore was amazing... it had all KINDS of stuff... it had all the Big Little Books I had when I was five years old. It had a first British edition of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (none of this Sorcerer's Stone nonsense). It had The Collected Short Fiction of John M. Ford, a book that's never actually been published. A shelf had the original editions of Alfred Hitchcock And The Three Investigators books, with the original cover art. It had every art book ever published by guys like Frazetta, Mike Ploog, Frank Paul.... it had all this and so much more, and every time I walked into a different room, there was yet more. At one point, a shopping cart appeared, and I kept tossing things into it, because it was all half cover price, even the Harry Potter first edition.... ....and then I woke up in my own bed, without the dratted shopping cart. #$&@%*&@!!!!! I remember a dream I had about a hobby shop. This hobby shop was on the outskirts of town and no one knew about it, and the guy behind the counter was about a million years old, and apparently far gone with Alzheimer's, because he still had old and dusty Aurora model kits, still in the shrinkwrap, and still priced like it was 1968. He had original Aurora Frankenstein kits with the glow in the dark parts, priced at $1.99. He had several of the old Lost In Space kits, all the original AMT Star Trek kits, he had the original President John F. Kennedy kit, he had the old Monogram Red Baron kit (with 1/45 scale Baron Richtofen and mechanic figures), he had a bunch of vinyl figure kits from Screamin', from the eighties, he had all the original Hawk Weird-Oh kits, he had a whole wall of resin kits by garage manufacturers I didn't know existed, he had the original Big Daddy Roth hot rod kits... ....and then I woke up in my own bed, without the armload of kits. #$&@%*&@!!!!! I remember a dream I had about a different hobby shop. This one was in a converted house, and the cash register was in the kitchen, and every other room in the house was devoted to different games and accessories. The kitchen was mostly dice and Magic: The Gathering cards, but the further I went into the house, the more interesting it got. The living room was devoted to boardgames, but among the collector Monopoly sets, they had an old Milton Bradley copy of Space Crusade. There was also a copy of Shogun, and the original issue of Axis and Allies, and a slew of old Avalon Hill, still new. Down on the floor, there's the ancient Zo-Kalar fortunetelling board game, and a copy of The Green Ghost boardgame, box unopened... This one room I almost missed because the doorway was partly blocked? All the old GW specialist games... Space Hulk and its expansion sets, Gorkamorka, HeroQuest, and all its little boxed expansions, Chainsaw Warrior, three copies of Mordheim, the original Necromunda boxed set, expansions, scenery packs, and boxes and boxes of Escher, Goliath, Van Saar ganger miniatures.... A veranda, walled in and windowless, became a wonderland of shelves for ancient copies of Dragon and White Dwarf, and stacks of old AD&D and Runequest books... boxed sets of Fight In The Skies, The Awful Green Things From Outer Space, Marvel Super Heroes, and ... is that an old White Box D&D set, up back on that shelf, above eye level? A bedroom was devoted to miniatures, and in addition to the current stuff, they had old Reaper "Doom" minis still in the blisters, with a patina of dust... old Ral Partha and Heritage and Phoenix and ancient Grenadier AD&D boxed sets... and it's like, the more I wander around, the MORE ROOMS THERE ARE... ....and then I woke up in my own bed, the smell of dust and history already fading from my nose. #$&@%*&@!!!!! I'm neither exaggerating, nor drama queening. I've had these dreams, and others like them. Not too often, but they happen. And sometimes, they come true. The Model Kit dream is sorta kinda based on an actual experience I had when I was a kid, when I tripped over an ancient hobby shop in a strip mall in Victoria, Texas. I still have a couple of the old Aurora model kits I found there, and they wouldn't sell me the GOOD stuff, on the shelf over the counter, from the owner's private collection. But damn, it's magical when I wake up on a Sunday morning.... and the stuff is still THERE.
  10. Awright, I might have taken things a little far... but it was all priced at ORIGINAL RETAIL or LESS!!!! I didn't even know they MADE minis for "Macho Women With Guns."
  11. I didn't know there was a Wardlings dragon. I also didn't know there were Birthright figures.
  12. I love the Cthulhu Wars minis, but I invariably have to think hard about dropping two hundred American on a board game...
  13. First one is Horrified, which I bought at the beginning of October. The Universal Monsters are loose, and terrorizing the village! Cooperative board game: you play the heroes, and the monsters operate according to cards drawn on each player's turn. They essentially wander around the board, attacking you and killing the villagers. Each time they successfully attack a player or a villager, the Terror Tracker is moved one to the right; when it reaches the skull, the monsters win. So it's to your best advantage to protect the villagers and keep ahead of the monsters, while moving around the village, gathering the items you'll need to defeat whatever critters are running loose in the night. Each monster requires a two pronged effort to defeat -- Dracula, for example, you have to destroy his four coffins in separate locations on the board, and THEN confront him and discard a certain value in collected items to defeat him. I was surprised to see that certain monsters require an unexpected victory condition -- the Wolfman, for example, you don't just shoot with a silver bullet; you have to research a cure for lycanthropy, and then hunt him down and stuff it down his throat. The Monster and the Bride are always in the same game, and if they meet, bad things happen; your goal is to separately teach each of them the value of humanity (again, by collecting and discarding certain items) and THEN arranging for them to meet, at which point they will run away together and never harm the villagers again... ...and the game comes with a sliding scale of difficulty. Want a harder game? Add more monsters. It isn't Axis and Allies, but it's a fun themed party game with a shallow learning curve and enough complexity to be fun. Plays surprisingly well solo, as well as multiplayer. The other game is Dead Panic, which I bought at the END of October. It's a variant of Castle Panic and does a great job of recreating the Spam In A Cabin flavor of standard zombie films. Another cooperative board game, where zombies emerge from the woods and approach the cabin in the middle of the board. Meanwhile, you and your friends are ransacking the cabin, trying to find weapons and tools to hold off the undead! Among the horrors that emerge from the woods throughout the game are three survivors; don't shoot them, because they carry the three parts of the RADIO you'll need to call the rescue truck and win the game! I find it realistic, albeit terrifying, that you can't kill a zombie without a weapon (if you win a combat, you can move him away one space). I find it MORE terrifying that an ordinary zombie, ignored long enough, can tear down one wall of your cabin! Great fun. Recommended.
  14. Copyright? Depends on who you ask. Pretty much everything Lovecraft ever wrote is public domain anywhere but the US, yes. And some of what he wrote is public domain, even there. But Arkham House and Chaosium will fight you on certain particulars. And it's really too nice a day to spend it arguing with lawyers. That being said, there's a ton of Lovecraftian figures available in Bones, sure.
  15. After considerable pondering, I have concluded that we need Geedis. Ideally, he would be joined by the other denizens of the Land of Ta, but Geedis needs to happen.
  16. The box corners are a tad abused, but the interior is complete... pristine... and unpunched. And in the meantime, in the world of prepainted miniatures games, I am curious to see how Rick Sanchez comes out against Lord Voldemort.
  17. At the time, this would have been considered "eccentric and somewhat childish." Nowadays it'd be considered "metal as all hell." Times change.
  18. You and me both. And I'd seriously consider buying a Tradesman mini vehicle in scale, from Spelljammer. But with a million HeroClix out there, why would anyone buy X-Men?
  19. Word. I don't often buy blind boxes any more... occasionally, just for fun... but if I really want a thing, that's what the secondary market is for.
  20. Small time speculators can be remarkably dumb, especially considering that the commodity is entirely dependent on corporate whim for its rarity. Still remember when 3e Player's Handbooks were going for stupid money because the new edition was in and they'd shut down the PDF store... ....or when copies of the Death of Superman bagged issue were going for upwards of fifty bucks... ....or when cases of Classic Coke were selling out of pickup beds for truly silly prices....
  21. Anecdotally, the local retail joints seem to be expanding their unpainted selections and cutting back on the blind boxes. Locally. If that means anything.
  22. TWO kidney transplants? Ouch. Rest in peace, bud. Way too soon.
  23. It's been said before, but charging for playtest rulebooks wasn't a good idea, no matter HOW good it sounded in the board room. Dungeons and Dragons has the brand recognition, man. And now that Fifth has its wheels under it, Pathfinder has gone from "best in the field" to "that game that's sort of like Dungeons and Dragons." And for people just getting into it? That's the kiss of death. That's like that present your parents got you for your birthday that wasn't what you wanted but "Well, it's just as good." And it doesn't even have the advantage of being cheaper.
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