Battleground Games Post Tournament Breakdown: Bringing a Knife to a Gunfight...

The tournament certainly had some ups and downs. I won best painted, but also received some serious clock cleaning. Although I went 1-2, I had some fun, fantastic games against three great opponents and best of all, I received a serious wake up call about where the game is heading, how it has changed, and how I perceive Warhammer 40,000 in general.

Take the Last Train to Doucheville: Spamming the Devourer...

...And I'll meet you at the station.

The mighty Douche-afex, I mean, Dakkafex.

I'm now a member of the douchebag elite. My hand was forced, I swear...I found myself buying fleshborer hives from ebay and the next thing you know, I've got another flyrant built and a dakkafex. I'm spamming devourers in the next incarnation of my Tyranid army in a tournament this Saturday and I'm getting a queasy, freshly teabagged feeling about it.

Judgement Night...For the Bitz Box?

I just read some bullshit article about the 25 Greatest Soundtracks of all time. Hmmmm. Although I agree with some of the choices, this Rolling Stone hackjob neglected to mention one hardhitting album that pummels most of their limpdick selections.

That's right, ladies and gerbils. Judgement Night.

Skytyrants in Flight...Afternoon Delight

Wooooooo! Greetings and salutations. I'm on a bit of a tyranid kick and thought it was high time to show off some newly painted shit and maybe talk about one of the best units in the game.

Putting the Band Back Together

I own multiple armies but my heart still returns to my first--the Tyranids. Just a few months ago I considered selling them off or giving them away...So what happened? Why the renewed interest?

Hobbyhammer: Quick and Easy Blood Bases

Yeah, I'm not sure Bob Ross was much of a Slayer fan, he most likely rocked out to Simon and Garfunkel while painting his "happy trees," but hey, you can never really know a man's musical taste by his chosen profession. I mean, there's a chance that ol' Bob did some headbanging back in the seventies, I doubt it was Slayer, but I'll bet a month's salary that he threw on some leather and rocked out to Judas Priest at least once in his life...

What Color is Your Glottkin?

Yeesh, it's been awhile since my last post and I'm sure the two or three people that read this shitty blog figure I quit. That's not the case. Truth is, I haven't been painting much, I've been working on a super secret project that I'll share when I'm done. 

In the meantime, it's been over a month since my last post, let's rock out to some S.O.D. and take a look see at the Glottkin fig.