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Zum Stollenkeller is drying out!


. . . ok, maybe to quite to the extent of the Namibian Desert pictured above, but we're getting there. I've run and emptied the dehumidifier almost continuously since the water seeped into the basement a few days ago. The water has receded and the (luckily) cheap carpet is drying out little by little. The cooler, more arid weather has undoubtedly helped things out a little bit too. No unpleasant smell, so I think we're almost out of the woods, though whether I have time to set up my table again before I leave for Berlin next Tuesday is doubtful A number of little things to take care of between now and then, as is always the case before you leave town, but there you go.

I did manage to do some painting for about two hours last night -- tan undercoats on those final 20 RSM Prussian fusiliers -- the final draft of Zichenau's 7th (Von Flickenhoffer's) Fusiliers. Later, I watched the DVD that arrived from NetFlix in the mail yesterday. "Beatniks" (1960), a really, really. . . REALLY bad teenage exploitation film, capitalizing on the fear off disrespectful juvenile delinquents at the end of the 1950s. "Beatgirl" (1960) with Bardot look-alike Gillian Hills, Adam Faith, Christopher Lee, and Oliver Reed was much better when I watched in last Saturday night. Can you tell? I've been enjoying old juvenile delinquent films lately. It's just for kicks Daddy-O!

But anyway, tonight I'll finish up the tan undercoat on the fusiliers and get started applying the white topcoat. Probably won't get these all finished before I leave, but most of the time-consuming, tedious painting will be out of the way. When we return in early July, I'll finish these up (no more 80-figure regiments for a while) and move onto the 30-figure regiment of RSM Austrian cuirassiers, which has been waiting on the painting desk since last November. Somewhere in there I need to finish that third squadron of plastic Revell hussars too. And then I've got a 60-figure unit of Huzzah musketeers to paint, and then we'll see where that takes us.

Comments

littlejohn said…
Oh if I had a dollar for every basement flooding that threatened my game stuff...I'd be a rich man! I'm right there with you!
2:42 PM
andygamer said…
You should move to Frankzonia--even the wine there is very dry.
6:04 PM
andygamer said…
Oops. Frankszonia.
6:04 PM
Der Alte Fritz said…
Will you be watching "Reefer Madness" next? :)
7:24 PM
CWT said…
Water occasionally gets to my things too, if there's a heavy downpour. So annoying!
12:37 AM
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