On My Lack Of Time Management Skills

 , or How I Learnt To Love Prevaricating And Not Painting My Army On Time.

#What Time Is It?
#Four Thirty.
#Its not late,
#No, no, no.
#Its a-early, early, early.


If you are one of the cool dudes who identified that as from the incredibly beardy Spin Doctors, then present yourself with a Timmy Team Point. If you are not, then Ive not idea why you are reading this blog. Fuck off and slap your teachers. 


To avoid similar time issues, I have employed Flava Flav to constantly ask me what the time is, and then demonstrate on his massive clock, to avoid me looking like a massive cock. 



                                         Yeeeeaaaaah Booooooooi - Paint you fuckin models!


The reason for my poor time management was an excellent one-day escalation event in Hull. Called "something something Hull-related lotr pun" it was an escalation event using no named heros. An excellent idea was to take a list of mounted morgul knights. The printer was cranked up and I produced a range of deeply sexual models of:


    That Dark Captain on hoss with lance
    A load of cool hoss with lance
    A vanilla wraith on hoss, for the habinger and as I figured there would be no majiks.
    A funky and wildly oversized troll chief.



Sadly, like a dickhead, I only started painting them on the Wednesday, and my complex "Sin City" colour scheme proved rock hard to achieve. If you want to buy these, then they are KZK Minis "Dark Souled Men" and you can buy the actual models from Forgemaster Minis. The bases are stretched base toppers. Anyway, they caused me such paint rage that bad things happened. So bad infact that I had to take my sons dwarves at short notice. 


Anyhow, the event was 2 games at 200, a games at 400, a "pit fight" between our heros and one game at 600. I came away with 2 wins and a draw, which I thought was ok, but seemingly everyone else gt 3 wins and 2 losses and I ended up barely above the spoon. But, it was a largely dickhead-free event, devoid of the usual hunter orc bullshit, and very low level of ex-40k nob-ends to spoil or whimsical excitement.


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