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A Rainy, Dreary Good Friday. . .

Above is the latest batch of figures to get my attention -- the third company of von Flickenhoffer's Fusiliers. Here they are, getting their tan undercoat before the application of white. Just to break things up a bit, I went ahead and started the fusilier caps this time. Completing all of the flesh, hair/wigs, and at least the basic mid-blue and metal plates really helps to make the figures look like something even though there is still much to do.


The title of this post says it all, really. Still, the long weekend is looking up! Clearer, warmer weather tomorrow and Sunday apparently, plenty of time to work on the above figures, time to put the figures into their final starting positions for the Saegewerkdorf Village game with Jeff Hudelson, and maybe time for a bikeride with the Grand Duchess tomorrow or Sunday (and maybe both?).


Plus, my band The Indras is playing out tomorrow evening at the NV Ultra Lounge, an upscale bar about 10 minutes away from here in Normal, Illinois, right next door to Bloomington. Our final rehearsal last evening here in Zum Stollenkeller sizzled as we ran through 25 old rockers in about 90 minutes. If that was any indication of how things will go tomorrow evening, it should be a good show. But for now, I've got a few student papers to catch up on. . . Yes, sometimes those are like the brooms carrying the buckets of water in Disney's Fantasia. They just never stop coming.

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littlejohn said…
wish I could hear your band...break a leg!

--dave
Bloggerator said…
How was the gig, Stokes?

Greg
It's a strange thing to hear a room full of people cheering. . . By and large the date on Saturday evening went incredibly well, and we might have a chance for a return engagement at some point in the near future. Who would have thought that we'd find a willing audience among a bunch of university aged people? Very strange indeed!

Best Regards,

Stokes

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