Danno

Well. My backyard. I'll be there. Need help? I can be had. Beer? I'm in. Email or PM.

Nice, Martay! Don't paint any of the rest of it. Just bring it for the project table.

You can cast small parts with styrene and an open mold, but rather than melting the styrene with heat, dissolve it in liquid cement (Tenax, Ambroid, etc.). And, you can use it as filler material instead of body putty, etc. The method is to chop up styrene into small pieces (such as cutting-scraps or chunks of sprue), then add the liquid cement to dissolve the pieces into a pourable semi-liquid; pour into the mold and let it set; allow sufficient time for evaporation and you'll have a cast styrene part. Just like resin casting, but different material. I keep a little of the dissolved styrene on hand in an old glass liquid cement jar (just keep it tightly sealed). If it gets too thick, just add a little more liquid cement.

Well, I was certainly simpler then.

YIKES!

Nice! Looking forward to this one. + Does anybody know if that hood scoop is currently available in any other kit? TIA

Oh Great Hairless One, AKA Chihuahua Keck, Hair color? Just list "None" or "Worn Off." Where are you going? California?

It is what it is. And, it ain't what it ain't.

Thank goodness! I thought I was the only one who couldn't get proper performance out of that Shurtape stuff! I also found it basically worthless ... after it ruined a couple of paintjobs for me. I have no idea what Frogtape is and have not tried it. I don't even have any frogs. + Having said that, I wonder if this is a usefull or useless comment.

Useless comment.

Useless comment.

There! Met my goal. Anything else that happens is "Exceeds Expectations!"

My goal is to make at least one more post this afternoon.

My goal is to make at least two more posts this afternoon.

My goal is to make at least three more posts this afternoon.

Maybe so, but at least I still have hair!

Soft Kitty says, "Next time that Keck guy goes walking by, I'll be ready!"

Oh, yeah. One other important (to me) thing about the sixties: I miss the thrill of the first several times you heard the new Beach Boys record on the radio! Nothing like that adrenal rush.

Wow! Who could follow Mark Taylor's post? But what he said ~~~ all of it ~~~ is true. I just miss the adventure of the sixties when you could go into just about any retail drugstore, "dime" store, hardware store, department store, or grocery store and find a rack, counter, or display of the latest offerings from all the model kit manufacturers. And even better ~~~ in a special way ~~~ was the fact that you never knew what new model kit may have just arrived, what new model kit may be sitting on the self that wasn['t there the day before ... you never knew what was coming out when, so every visit to every store was a fresh adventure full of anticipation; all because there was no internet to alert you to the coming of something you wouldn't actually be able to hold and buy for months and months to come. And you didn't have the internet to aggravate you because somebody else already has that new kit in their hands because it was released in their part of the country before you saw it in yours! I miss going to the rare hobby shop to learn directly from the knowledgeable hobbyist owner what was happening in the model building world; the things he heard from his various customers and shared with his various other customers or the things he learned from the hobby's sales reps who traveled around from hobby shop to hobby shop sharing the regional or national hobby news. Archaic? Yes, but there was a degree of discovery and socialization you don't get from firing up your computer in the middle of the night and solitarily checking bulletin boards and websites. I miss Corvairs and flat-roof Chevies, Oldsmobubbles, Ponchos, Burricks and Caddys! And speaking of adventures, I miss the scheduled, incredibly hyped, and big-time exciting pageants that every car manufacturer and dealer produced for every year's introductions of the new cars! The crescendo of anticipation. I miss seeing the covered forms sitting on the showroom floor for a couple of weeks ~~~ you could get a general impression of the size, shape and contours of the new Impala but you could not see or discern the exact lines or features or details or color of the sample selected for display. And there weren't any "spy shots" in magazines, newspapers, on TV or on the internet to ruin the experience or to have bored you with the upcoming new cars before you even got to see the covers lifted in the showrooms at the appointed hour on the appointed date! And everybody's new cars were unveiled around the same time every year ... not willy-nilly throughout the year. And, yep, of course I miss being given an acetate or styrene promo model by the eager salesman on introduction night to help my dad decide which new car will come home with us this year! What I don't miss is the air-raid drills, practicing sitting with my head between my knees, and the absence of computers and the internet!

Texas Road Ribs?

Oh my guard! That is TOO funny!

Turtle Burgers!?!????? Arrrrrrgh. That just grossed me waay out. I'm off-ended. Just don't bring up Crown Burgers! That WOULD be a sacrilege.

Hey, Sauber! I'm calling you out with the only big train that matters to me! Prepare to engorge!

Did I ever tell you about this bumper sticker I saw in Denver? Oh, never mind. DISCLAIMER: This was a purely tongue-in-cheek parody intended to offend no one but to cause spontaneous and uncontrollable laughter immediately upon momentary reflection. If your reflection continues for more than four hours and you have still failed to see the humor in it, seek immediate medical attention.