Und Eins, Zwei, Drei; Eins, Zwei, Drei; Eins, Zwei, Drei. . .

Prince von Boffke (Wrinkles nose) -- Oh, I say, who is that crass fellow, standing over by the punch bowl in a lobster costume? Duchess von Wenigermaedel (Rolls eyes) -- I know, my dear Prince B., I know. . . It's just dreadful! You wouldn't believe what he did a few moments ago as we were being introduced. (Lowers voice) I hear he's new money!

The Christmas Ball, held to honor to Family von Grandin, is in full swing at Krankenstadt Palace. As per Hives' suggestion, the Grand Duke Irwin-Amadeus II has appeared in full lobster regalia and is doing his best to alienate and offend those around him through various impolite, nay, even unspeakable actions best left to the imagination. Meanwhile, up in the private study, the first dozen of those miniature Swedish cavalry continue to receive their uniforms and equipment, almost as if by magic. Could the Christmas spirit somehow be at work in the Residenz?

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abdul666 said…

Are you aware of the 'Menuetting Couples' just added to the Eureka100 list?

11:33 AM

A J said…

Hmm... I suspect Hives' head is "positively bulging at the back" for him to have come up with this idea. What lies behind the outward appearances of his scheme, though? ;)

11:37 AM

Presenting the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere!!!

Here they are, with the rearmost nine figures still drying, three squadrons of the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere, now in the service of the Grand Duchy of Stollen. And now, it's onto that artillery!

And It's the End of September!!!

Saxony's Ploetz Cuirassiers, an illustration lifted from the Kronoskaf website, which has thus far guided my spectacularly glacial painting of 30 28mm Eureka Saxon cuirassiers purchased all the way back in October 2016. A gray, cool Saturday here in Mid-Michigan with rain in the forecast. The Grand Duchess is away at a conference, so it's just "The Boys" here at home. The Young Master (almost 15) has retreated to his room for something or other following breakfast while I have stolen back down here to Zum Stollenkeller (masquerading as my office) with a second mug of coffee and both cats comfortably ensconced nearby. Enjoying the late morning and still in my pajamas! Not much planned for today beyond designing a couple of promotional flyers for workshops my department is presenting (small parties we will throw?) in October and November. With maybe a bit of on the next podcast script. More important, I am toying with the idea of returning for an hour or...

Happy September 2nd!!!

T his weekend, the question of what, precisely, constitutes an "imagination" came up in an online forum of which I am a part. To be fair, the issue originates from further afield in a Facebook group that I am not a member of, but I weighed in with my own view. The following was in response to the question posed yesterday (Sunday) morning by an exasperated member of my own rather more gentlemanly town square, who had been met with a strident response to information he shared about his (admirable) hobby activities on said FB group. Here is, more or less, what I wrote: To my mind, the concept of imagi-nation(s) is a broad one. It can range from historical refights or what-if scenarios/battles/campaigns between armies of a particular era, to completely made up combatants operating in a quasi-historical setting, to the rather generic red and blue forces of the Prussian Kriegspiel that examine a particular tactical problem, task, or exercise. ...

The Grand Duchy of Stollen

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