A couple weeks ago, I picked up this old model of mine and had a good look at it. Then without a thought, placed it on my painting table beside my other models in progress. While waiting for paint to dry on other models, I'd pick this guy up and dab paint on him. I completely re-did his armor plates and his plasma-rifle. I even placed some transfers on him and tried out a new thing- burn marks on his plasma rifle. It's something I had been thinking about doing on my suits and I used this models as a trial run. I like it but I'm not yet committed to doing that on all my Tau stuff.
I don't know if I'd call him completely finished but I am done working on him for now and I've placed him back in my army carrying case for safe keeping.
I played my first game of 40k since January this year. It was fun but I had forgotten how many dice you have to roll in that game. It's a little excessive. So at least 5-6 times a turn, you pick up a handful of dice to roll to hit, then you pick up a slightly smaller handful of dice to roll to wound, then your opponent picks up a handful and then he rolls his save. Your opponent then removes 1-2 models from his unit. Then you Choose another one of your units and do the whole process over again. Am I the only who thinks, this is one handful of dice too many? By the end of the game three hours later, my back was sore from all the leaning over the table to scoop up dice. Must be that I am getting old. Or just used to chilled-out skirmish games like Infinity.
Heh, getting old. Reminds me of when I went out to a bar in Adam's Morgan a couple weeks ago after months on end of parenting. I'm all pumped on the way out the door, but when we got to the place, my first thought was, man, am I tired. Then second thought was, it's loud in here. Ha!
Now where did I leave my reading glasses?