{"id":6737,"date":"2020-12-17T13:24:24","date_gmt":"2020-12-17T18:24:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.laserfarm.com\/?p=6737"},"modified":"2020-12-17T13:37:00","modified_gmt":"2020-12-17T18:37:00","slug":"2020-lego-advent-calendar-day-seventeen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.laserfarm.com\/?p=6737","title":{"rendered":"2020 Lego Advent Calendar: Day Seventeen"},"content":{"rendered":"

The last movie I saw in a movie theater was Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker<\/em>.<\/em><\/p>\n

The movie was mostly bad.<\/p>\n

More importantly, this has been the longest I’ve gone without visiting a movie theater since I can remember. There might be a few months in my life without a movie theater experience, but never an entire year.<\/p>\n

When she was “very” pregnant with me, my mom asked the doctor if it was okay to go to the movies so she and my aunt could see Grease<\/em>. (My name may or may not have been influenced by that film.) So it’s within the realm of reason to say I’ve been to the movies before I was born. And it explains how the hand-jive was encoded into my DNA.<\/p>\n

Even with a vaccine, I can’t imagine going to the theater for at least another 6 months, probably longer. And that’s assuming theaters will still exist.<\/p>\n

Yes, there are billions of streaming movies to watch at home. But it’s not the same. I miss the big screen, the popcorn, the trailers, laughing together, screaming together, inhaling mucus droplets from dozens of strangers. It was a shared experience. I miss it.<\/p>\n

I probably sound like your great-great grandfather lamenting the loss of vaudeville. GET OFF MY LAWN WITH YOUR LOUSY FORTNITE AND YOUR TICKY-TOCKS!<\/p>\n

Now that we’re all bummed out, here are some Lego bits and pieces. Today we find…<\/p>\n

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A Stupid Plane<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I’m being harsh, but this is a very dumb plane. Guess what — the propeller does not spin. This tiny propeller is the exclamation point on the end of a miserable year.<\/p>\n

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Reese feigned interest in it but was easily distracted by a bird. Birds are nature’s planes. And (well-trained) mice are nature’s roller skates.<\/p>\n

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The good news: It came with a weird pink piece. I don’t recall getting a piece this color before. It’s both engaging and off-putting, like a hot dog.<\/p>\n

It’s hot dog pink.<\/p>\n

I’m not sure if I love it or hate it. Either way, it’s interesting. just like a hot dog.<\/p>\n

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The better news: You can take the wings off the plane and turn them into giant obsidian swords.<\/p>\n

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And the propeller fits on Robot Snowman’s head.<\/p>\n

So it’s not a bad day. Not bad at all. Things are looking up!<\/p>\n

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Day 17 Rating:<\/strong> 1.9 out of 5 (Points added for swords and propeller beanie.)<\/p>\n

See you tomorrow!<\/p>\n

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