Dear
I suspect that many of us have bought things on eBay that were unjustifiable. However I like to think that only I would buy a metre-long vintage 1/100 scale model of a BOAC Boeing 747.
Maybe other people might consider buying it. All I know is that I was the only bidder.
I also know that it cost more to ship it from Melbourne to Perth than it did to buy it in the first place. But at least now I have a metre-long model airliner to go with my polished aluminium hare ice bucket, my rusted out 1940s pedal car and my collection of animal skulls. I feel fulfilled.
Maybe other people might consider buying it. All I know is that I was the only bidder.
I also know that it cost more to ship it from Melbourne to Perth than it did to buy it in the first place. But at least now I have a metre-long model airliner to go with my polished aluminium hare ice bucket, my rusted out 1940s pedal car and my collection of animal skulls. I feel fulfilled.
posted by Blandwagon at 12:57 PM
8 Comments:
My first thought is that it's beautiful, and the second is - where the hell will you put it?
How about parking it in an austere rock/sand garden, and making the garden into a scale aircraft graveyard? You'll need a few dozen more planes...
Ah, the old glamour days of flying, before it was taken up by the hoi-polloi and unwashed backpackers who squeeze next to you on the plane and put their cheesy-smelling feet ... oops, sorry, I'm projecting again.
Just don't buy anything made of human skin, otherwise we'll REALLY start to worry about you :p
And following on from MC Etcher's train of thought: once you get enough planes for a graveyard you could film a miniature version of Con Air with garden gnomes and lego!
If I asked myself where I was going to put things like this, MC, I'd never buy anything stupid. And where would I be then?
And An9ie, if you know where I can find a Lego man who looks like Leslie Nielsen, I have so great plans for a 'Flying High' diorama.
No No Blanders, not Leslie Nielsen. You want a little lego Samuel L. Jackson, and lots and lots of little...ack, I can't bring myself to say it.
If you buy the next one just a tiny bit bigger, you could fill her up and let it fly to your place under her own power.
As much as you would like to think that only you would buy such an item, clearly there's one other person in the world who would as well. However, their taste clearly does not extend to kitsch: so perhaps you are alone.
If you think you're alone in this world, you aren't. And yet you are alone. So very alone.
I look forward to cocktails and an in-flight movie the next time I fly Air Blanders to some improbable MST3K destination.
I bet it's hanging on some fishing line from Blander's bedroom ceiling.
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