I want to buy a
Lego set.
No joke. A Lego
set. Or Meccano, or K’Nex, provided they still make those. And not some highly
specialized Star Wars ship or Lord of the Rings set piece kit, but one
of those huge buckets most of you reading had as a kid, with God knows how many
pieces, all of which presented choking hazards.
Now I remember,
and I miss the feeling of using my hands for something other than typing,
writing or holding an Xbox controller. I’ve gotten back into the game
gradually, starting by making a couple batches of cookies, then trying my hand
at pan-frying hamburgers to perfection. But I’m not sated. I want to use tools. I want to melt solder, either for
the purposes of crafting circuit boards as I did during one of my favourite
summer jobs, or for melting it into a blob like the reforming T-1000 from Terminator 2… which I also did during
that summer job. Frequently.
DUN-DUN-DUN-DU-DUN, DUN-DUN-DUN-DU-DUN
Writing is
enjoyable, and a wonderful outlet, but I’m also fairly impatient so any
pleasure I derive from the process might not occur until I reflect on the piece
or hear positive feedback from someone else. With the act of physically
constructing something, there’s a much greater occurrence of instant
gratification. I probably sound childish writing that, but it’s the truth of
the matter.
So here I am,
age 24 and looking to buy a big-ass box of Lego. Immature? Perhaps. But it’s a
much cheaper alternative to woodworking. And if nothing else it’ll help me get
pumped up for that awesome looking Lego movie coming out next year.
1 comment:
come on down! I have LEGO ! But, it still really hurts when you STEP ON THEM! Love you writing !!
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