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figure action


About two years ago while unboxing Christmas poop we found a small hand made kresch my mother gave me. That was it though.. no nativity figures…. just the structure. We got the wild hair to construct a nativity scene entirely from Star Wars action figures but the silly idea,… like so many… got shelved and never implemented.

The other night we headed out to do some Christmas shopping for family and stopped into the Toys-R-Us searching for a toy camera for the nephew in PA.

We didn’t find one… But we we did wind up spending more time in the damn toy store than any other stop that night.

I was mid-drool over the Stikfas, when Chad and Kevin turned the corner with a wide-eyed expression on their faces and giggling their asses off…. They found a Playmobil nativity set… Suddenly our tight budget and original directive to ONLY BUY THINGS FOR OTHER PEOPLE vanished. This was way too odd to pass up.

We rushed home and set it up…

The instruction booklet was so simple,… so beautiful…. so graphic… it was difficult to use and it wound up taking forever to assemble the cast of characters.

My inner weirdo is satisfied that we found something so kitsch.

My inner residual catholic is satisfied that we have a nativity set on display.

My inner film-fag had fun setting them up with dramatic lighting.

My inner smartass will deny blogging about this.


some assembly required

Another cold nasty day – I worked from home.

Well.. I “tried” to work at least. Mario-Kart is our new crack.

Our friend Carl who’s home is right around the corner from the studio in the city has perma-lent his vintage aluminum christmas tree to us for our first Christmas in the new house.

The whole thing came packaged in a modest 3′ x 2′ x 3′ box. I wondered how in the hell a 7′ tree could come out it… Well.. The answer is ONE FRIGGIN BRANCH at a time.

Chad took to sicking the branches in while Kevin and I marveled over the cheesy-cool color wheel. It’s sticking – so a trip to Radio Shack will be in order soon to buy a little motor and re-engineer our own.

Having trouble finding a place for it… We wound up pulling a chair and sticking it by the window near the fireplace. It’s…. It’s…. well….. very shinny…. Almost hypnotic – but honestly the traditionalist in me has me missing our normal natural tree. My old-fashionedness is checked by my adoration of kitsch.

Note to self:
1) Buy fake pine tree scent spray.
2) Don’t blog about tin monstrosity in living room.