And now, for something completely different.

  My friend Zack (dude, how DO you spell it? with the k, the h or just the c?) gave me the above boxed set for Christmas this year. Now, you might be thinking "What a generous friend." And you'd be right.

   But he's also a lawyer. And that means he's a devious son of a rattlesnake, too. How? Because this means he wants to start playing Warmachine, another new game! So, now I have been conned into promising to have this starter set painted up by the end of March. Anyone who has read this blog knows that deadlines and me, we don't usually meet up, at least when you are talking about gaming stuff. To quote that great robot philosopher, GIR: "Hooray! We're doomed!"

   I purchased two pots of Cygnar paint yesterday, however, and intend to manfully pursue this goal, regardless of the near certainty of dismal failure. My forecast is that today I get the plastics cleaned up, and perhaps  even get a spray of black primer upon them. Tomorrow (a holiday), I might even get some paint on them. And then they will sit for a month. Come the end of February,  will be reminded I need to get back on this. And I will spend an hour or three working on them. Spring Break in March is probably my only real chance to make this happen.

   Wish me luck. I'm going in.