Hail to the Time Lord, Baby!

I put the photo first thing on this post just to let it be the star – because it is.  This simple vignette that I put together has been one of my absolute favoritest things in our apartment. I should call it my BOOM Vignette. I had bought the TARDIS Cookie Jar over a year ago, and a little while later bought this action figure of Ash from Army of Darkness.  I had a totally different plan for Ash that involved Slave Leia, but that didn’t work out (that sounds 1000 times creepier than what it was).  I just remember having that awesome moment of realization that Ash’s size was almost perfect in scale to the TARDIS.

And I also thought how awesome it would be if Ash were actually a Time Lord.  I even felt that somewhere I had read about people petitioning the BBC to have Bruce Campbell play an American incarnation of The Doctor.  However, I couldn’t locate anything to validate this – so maybe I made that up in my mind.  But yeah, I could totally see Bruce Campbell (and his chin) giving Matt Smith (and his chin) a run for his money.  Heh.

Anywho, I loved this vignette enough that I took the time/energy to move it from where it lives (on the entertainment center on top of a speaker – with Ash peering around the TV), and set up my lightbox to give it special photo shoot.  And there you have it.

Next Time:  Find out what happened to Slave Leia. Hint: it involves Kermit the Frog. Huh. That sounds equally, if not even more, creepy.

On the Other Hand

As we continue the Vignettepalooza we shall see where the second wooden articulated wooden hand lives.  When I digitized most of my music collection it left room on my wooden CD rack – a lot of room.  It was the perfect amount of space for a disembodied hand – woot!  I just added some of my favorite Shrinky Dink bracelets and then a Perry the Platypus “finger flinger” toy that Bruce had given me:

On a totally random note, Bruce and I have finally been watching Fringe from the beginning. We’ve almost finished season one, and something Fringe-like has started happening around our place: we both keep talking like John Noble.  We now both strongly feel there should be a national Talk Like John Noble Day.  Not his normal voice, but his creepy Dark Matters or Walter Bishop voice. Have you tried it?  It’s a blast.  It also confuses Hafukiti and he just looks at us askance as we proclaim that he’s “a very…good kitty who questions…everything” in the most noble of Noble voices.  It’s 100 times funner than talking like a pirate.  Give it a try!

Next Time:  Wibbly wobbly timey wimey groovy stuff.

Hafuboti’s Hand

With the holidays upon us and my Etsy shop’s business picking up, well, I need to shorten these posts quite a bit.  Therefore, to keep what’s left of my sanity intact and to hopefully keep y’all amused, I thought it’d be fun for the next few weeks to show some vignettes we’ve put together around our apartment.

Both Bruce and I have accumulated plenty of tchotchkes throughout our lives, however neither one of us likes clutter.  Therefore, if we can mash-up random items into something fun and unusual, then we’re happy campers.

Without further ado the first vignette I wanted to share was what happens to “The Hafuboti Hand” when I’m not using it in my Etsy shop’s photo shoots.  The articulated wooden hand belongs to Bruce who generously donated it to Hafuboti – he didn’t even blink when I asked if I could have his hand and paint it black.  It no longer really articulates since I used acrylic paint on it and not spray paint, but generally I can serve as a hand model if Bruce needs it. The hand lives atop one of our bookcases as a hat stand – like so:

Rather cunning, don’t you think?

Next time:  Discover what the other non-Hafuboti hand is up to. Hint: it involves a secret agent platypus.