Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Enthusiasm, Wax, and Phases of the Moon

How'd the poor old moon get dragged into this?  Well, it wanes.  Some times I am enthusiastic about this hobby and sometimes that enthusiasm ebbs.  Recently - and I can thank a Thoroughly Muddled Prat for this - I've found it on the waning side of the equation.  And that's okay.  I'm sure I'll get the carnuba out eventually and polish things up a bit.  In between now and then, I find myself focused on my other hobby of model railroading.  The nice thing about that hobby is it can be enjoyed without the interference of others.  I can just merrily go about building my own little world to the best of my ability with no need to find an opponent.  Indeed, in that world, it's not about opponents at all but about finding people of like mind - one heck of a challenge when you consider the number of different scales (familiar?), the different eras, and all the different railroads.  And if I don't find a like mind, I just keep on building and enjoying.  It has the advantage of offering a completely solitary and fulfilling activity.  Or, it can offer plenty of social interaction - even with those not of a like mind but just a genial approach to the hobby.  We can certainly learn a lot from that mind set in our hobby.  Sure, lots of congenial friendships in ours but also way too many strident voices and really annoying individuals.  (Do hope I'm not in the latter category for too many folks!)

By the way, my interests in that hobby focus on the Pacific northwest in the 1920's in N scale.

Despite that one annoying individual and a few sad supporters of same, I really suspect my funk may stem from a different source entirely.  It may be that it is because I have very few packs of figures to order to be able to say I've collected all the figures I could ever need or want.  Sure, there may be the odd figure to come along.  But, really, with one pack recently ordered and two to be ordered soon (hopefully), I can truly say my planned collection is complete.  If I move forward with mountain men that might change a bit.  And there is the pending range from Blue Moon for gangsters which I might delve into, might not.  And I've more or less given up on finding a good range for German East Africa - not the hope, just don't think it will happen.

Okay, that might be the source - but no question the catalyst was a loud mouthed individual easily mistaken for a burro by another name.  If I were to abandon this hobby that is sure one part of it I would not miss.

No, no, not planning on any abandonments.  Just thought I'd rant a bit.  There is a silver lining to this.  A certain place I was spending (wasting?) too much time in has been relegated to a low down also ran place to visit.  And, naturally, the fault there is all mine; not like anyone was coercing me to spend time there.

Up early tomorrow so time to go (actually, well past time).

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