Imagine you are listening to this music:
Through your eye balls you see these two tiny things, things that if you told someone they were toenail clippings, let's say, and you made three matching pairs, well OK. This is why when my wife asks about my hobby I grunt. Because if she knew I was remaking toenails she would have to think about that.
These tiny perfectly formed scraps are little winglets on the upper portion of a Russian Type 7 destroyer. I was supposed to have completed this model for our Nat's group build a few months back. Another thing wife should be shielded from.
See, it is a real thing. I'm not living in a fantasy world, at least not one with toenail clippings. This took about 45 - 60 minutes to get half built (when the glue is dry I need to make little teeny tiny supports). Tonight I hope to make a few maps of the buildings in Crack Town, read about the Indian film industry, after which my wife and I watch a "Tank Chat" (this was her idea).
I have changed up the way in which I show my hobby, little bits of of what it is really like. Huh!
BTW, I watched a 1/2 hour You Tube documentary on the history of the Mandalorians. I have no words.
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