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I've got quite a bit on my painting table at the moment.  I've got Bugs! and Necrons for myself (it's a Xenos New Year!), Grey Knights for the Client Pimp in Question, and the odd model to pick up while the washes dry...

This bad boy is one of the latter.

Have you seen this man?  Sadly, this is the picture I'm happiest with - gloriously-not-really-representing the actual model.  I don't paint in Sepia.


It's a Coteaz Christmas (Present)!

Have you seen this man?

I snagged this model from the Card Pimp in Question as a 'test model' - 'cause it made for a Christmas present I could afford!


Brent's Losing Streak..!

Yup, I'm on a losing streak!  Exciting stuff, that!

I mentioned in a previous post that I've been playing a lot of City Fight with a lot of different armies - and just having a blast!  Naturally I took way too many pictures, but rather than let them get lost in other content I decided to drop a summary of...

...Brent's Losing Streak!  *key creepy music*

Ah, Brotherhood Fangs overlooking the field... what could go wrong?
 Click MORE for... well, more...


Let's Play: What Now, What Next?!

'What Now, What Next?!' is when everyone's favorite Empty Digital Headache breaks out his Cybershot and drops dime on his latest unnecessary painting project, thus avoiding commitment and the real work of putting Hormabugs together.

Yuppers!  Thanks to whomever that was for... the intro..?  Vaguely familiar profile, that.  And the green - a hideous, nightmarish green!  Where have I seen it, green so evil..?


It'll come to me, I'm sure.  Moving on, here's what I've been on to lately:

What's he pointing at you?

 Huh, I'm pretty sure there's a button around here you can click for the rest of the article...


Whelpslayer! (Talking Points Runner-Up)

So a close 2nd to General Smooth's winning article showcased in my Terrible Tuesday Bell of Lost Soul's post is this entry by Panzar.  He's writing a new blog called Whelpslayer, so check it out.

Before we get there... did any of you notice the opening pic?

That moment was from a game against the Master Manipulator (every store needs one) last weekend.  I thought my Brotherhood 1st and 10th was going to run away with the game, but it all seemed to turn when God provided all the intervention my esteemed opponent needed... 

Click the pic for a link to MM(esno)'s site! Without further ado... from Panzar: 


Post 600: Thanks, and have some Bugs!

I've stared at a blank page trying to decide how to frame this not-so historical post.  After beating my head and countless rewrites, I'll just say this:

Thank you for reading, past, present or future.

Grey, white, and evil.
Thanks for comments, positive and negative - 'cause I read  and appreciate them all.  Regardless.


Necrons and the New Competitive

I've been excited - impressed even - with the Necron Codex since its release...

...but as always, I seem to disagree with the prevailing opinions available online.


I know, I know!  

It's an easy statement to make - since you can find anything online to support a premise that broad - but some of those opinions are from worthy sources, such as my friend Darkwynn.  Last I read, he contends the 'Crons aren't going to be (and I wish I had the exact quote, so this is paraphrasing) Top Tier.

And he's probably right in a very broad sense.  They won't knock Imperial Guard, Space Wolves, and Grey Knights off their perch... but do they have to?

As the Blood Angels.  As the Dark Eldar.  Hell, ask the Black Templars!

Or ask Daemons.  


Battle Report: City Fight 1500, Wolves vs Fists

I played the Mighty Mighty Carlos and his (Vulkan) Imperial Fists... and I'm just saying, one day he should actually finish this army.

Bjorn the Fell-Claw showing off the right stuff against the Imperial Fists.


Comments Come Lately: Doh!

It's been awhile since I've done a Comments Come Lately.  As always, these are from my latest Bell of Lost Souls article.  Most recently, I extended a challenge for readers to 'write my article' for the opportunity to write one of their own on Bell.

A number of people have accepted the challenge, and there are quite a few worthy contenders.  I'm waiting a few days to give everyone who wants to participate the opportunity to do so.

Still... there were a few people who thought the article was weak gag or something.  Deuce 1984 posted something to the extent that I'm asking people to do something I didn't feel like doing.  I let the first comment slide...

...but responded to the second.  Then he responded - with a pretty funny one-liner.

I'm not sure I 'won' this round.


City Fight 1500pts, Knights Vs Noughts

Apathy, Part II?

 Evil Homer mentioned getting away from the Brotherhood for awhile; good advice. I'm stalled out.

Anyway, I've long toyed with a 1st and 10th with a lot of Dreadnoughts, and while I'm still a ways away from that, I did take a bunch of dreads to the store to duke it out with the Card Pimp in Question and his Grey Knight Purifiers in a City Fight bought.

My vision is a 'Shrike Force' with Terminators and Dreadnoughts, supported by Scouts with shotguns to grab objectives.  I don't have that put together - yet.  Here I brought a Master of the Forge, five basic Dreads, two units of Assault Marines with Flamers and a Sgt. with a Power fist, two units of Scouts with Sniper Rifles and a Missile Launcher... and lastly a Whirlwind!


Apathy, My Apathy


I'm feeling very French today.

*le sigh*

Apathy.  Uh.

You know, I've never really understood the moods the Master Manipulator (every store needs one) and Little Barrera go through with miniature games - over the past few decades, I'm almost always interested.

Not so much, since Feast.  It's a combination of things, including the weather change and a busy work schedule.

I've tried to fight it.  Let's see what I've been (forcing) working on:

(A new favorite!) Anon: I haven’t even bothered playing a game of 6th yet, cause I have read the rules, and actually understand how they interact with units. I know my armies no longer function how they should, and so I need to change them.

Strictly Average: 'cause 6-inches is all you get.

Stalking Jawaballs since 2009.

Jawaballs: "My butt just tightened up."

Brent, preferred 2-to-1 over Not Brent in a recent, scientific poll.

Brent: emptied the Kool Aid and DRINKING YOUR MILKSHAKE with an extra-long straw.

Unicorns don't exist.

Home of the Stormbuster, the Dyson Pattern Storm Raven.

I'm a comment whore and this whore is getting no play.

Not Brent hurts Brent's feelings.

I think, therefore I blog.

"You should stop writing for everyone else and worry about your crappy blog." - Anon.

Not Brent has been spotted lurking around with a green marker.

He's not like a bad guy from a cartoon, all devious but never quite evil, Not Brent is bad beans, man, bad beans.

Dethtron: "Again I feel obliged to remind you that trying to sound smart only works if you are."

MVB: "I am not one to join the unwashed masses of self-titled 40k experts out there distributing advice from their blogs about exactly how your list should be built..."

Shiner Bock on tap: that's how I choose hotels.

Strictly Average: The Home of Hugs and Gropings.

Don't feed the trolls!

MoD: "Welcome to Brent's head."

Competitive is Consistent.

Dethtron: "...you could use that extra time to figure out a way to get your panties unbunched and perform a sandectomy on your vagina."

Dethtron: “When calling someone an idiot, it's generally best to avoid making grammatical mistakes.”

Warboss Stalin: "You know, if it actually WAS funny, maybe I wouldn't mind."

Mike Brandt: "It's not a successful bachelor party if you don't misplace someone".

"The Master Manipulator (every store needs one): "...now, enough stroking."

Kirby: "I don't know about gropings. Seriously, Brent, keep it in the pants, please."

Loquacious: "No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Hugs & Gropings or Stalks Jawaballs into Brent's little tribute."

Captain Kellen: "I rate this article a Brent on the Faith Hill to Nancy Pelosi scale!"

Drathmere: "Come for the balls, stay for the Brent? Kind of disturbing, man."

Go no further, lest thee see something thine eyes would fain look past!

Isabelle: "So, thank you for supporting your local and not so local unicorns. A noble gesture like that can show some scared kids out there that they don't have to hide from everyone and it's ok to be who they really are."

There is nothing more interesting than We The People... in all our beautiful, ugly glory!

On Internet Advice: You see, I have an almost religious belief that's it's a huge, colossal waste of time.

...I think I'll call it the Gun Shy Pattern Stormbuster, because after the Internet destroyed my first humble effort, I find I'm a bit worried about the reaction to this one.

Lauby: "Is it left over from that time you thought that you could just complete step one 12 times to meet the mandates of that court order?"

Not Brent: "I guess we'll have to read on and find out. Signed, Not Brent. Especially today."

Cynthia Davis: "I think the scrolling text is from Glen Beck's new book."

Grimaldi: "Spamming certain units creates interesting possibilities but also fatal weaknesses."

Purgatus: "Math can inform decisions. It cannot make decisions."

Thoughts? Comments? Hugs and gropings?

You'd be that much quicker to figure out what I mean when I refer to a Unicorn if I covered it in a rainbow flag.

SinSynn: (To Brent) "Curse you and your insidious influence on the internets..."

Dave G (N++): "You know you're an internet celebrity when your following is more akin to tabloids."

I prefer the term Internet Personality (or IP) myself, seeing as how I coined it.

Lauby: "Your attempt to humanize him as failed. I feel nothing but scorn for his beard - it's like a warcrime or something."

BBF: "I've always thought you are a good player but I finally figured out that you are a great player. It's hard to see sometimes because your personality is engaging, sincere and quite charming - to me that is kind of a rare combination."

'Clearly cheating?' I didn't misspeak: you jumped to conclusions. If you'd like to apologize I'll be happy to send you an autographed picture of my ass.


I thought I was doing alright before I realized I was losing.

Age and treachery beats youth and vigor every time.

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