Thought I should post something that goes along with the name of the blog. Had a couple of busy days painting up a brigade of Prussian cavalry for a Seven Years War game that I will be running, along with Barcephus, at Little Wars in two weeks. We've been playing a set of rules entitled Black Powder, they cover roughly the 18th and 19th centuries and have been a lot of fun. I think one of the best things about these rules are they are designed to be non-competitive, not that you aren't in a struggle against your opponent, but rather in that they really can not be used for tournaments. I'm starting to think that tournaments are the worst thing to ever happen to wargaming. Games like Flames of War or Field of Glory that are over structured with arbitrary point systems bring out the worst in people. Hopefully this will be avoided with BP, so far it has been so good.
Oh, and regarding red wine....today its a lovely 2009 Ferme Ville.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
There are days Flames of War sucks.
Just checked out their website and am TOTALLY WIRED that they are expanding their Vietnam range. I really regret having sold off all my 20mm stuff ten years ago. Then I was reading up on how their vision of Nam looks. It seems that one of the companies you can field is a US tank company. Yes, plenty of US armor went to Vietnam but I don't recall ever reading about it being deployed by company. Platoons and sections yes, 17 freaking M48s at the same place, not so much. Well, at $15 a tank better you should buy 17 than 2, right? I am so glad that when I started putzing around in 15mm Vietnam I bought Old Glory vehicles, with my OG army discount I got three M48A2C for around 14 dollars.
Also, I can only imagine how FOW would work for Nam. I will be playing Charlie Don't Surf from Too Fat Lardies, and will check out Ambush Alley's Vietnam supplement for Force on Force when that comes out.
Also, I can only imagine how FOW would work for Nam. I will be playing Charlie Don't Surf from Too Fat Lardies, and will check out Ambush Alley's Vietnam supplement for Force on Force when that comes out.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
History is ruining my life.
Picked up a really good book, "Valley of Death" by Ted Morgan. It's about the fall of French Indo-China, and focuses on Dien Bien Phu. Net result, I dug out all the half painted Eureka figures I bought for that conflict and have been fiddling around with them, planing on using Too Fat Lardies "I Ain't Been Shot, Mum" rules. Oh, and off to Ba Li to get some of those tasty Vietnamese sandwiches I love so much. Lemongrass chicken here I come.
In the beginning.
This blog will be primarily about wargaming, which is what my life has been primarily about.
Wargaming has actually been a central theme to my life. When I was still five years old, way back in the 1960s, I became enthralled with some plastic WW2 Japanese soldiers owned by the older brother of a playmate. Obsessed is probably a better word, and I whined incessently to my parents about the need to have Japanese soldiers. In January of 1969 I came down sick, I believe it was mumps at the time. My mother got me, as a get-well and stay occupied kind of gift, three boxes of Airfix Japanese for WW2. Mind you, these were HO/OO scale, smaller than the big chunky figures my friend's older brother had. In fact I remember my mom telling me that the Japanese in general were a smaller people...nice way to cover that these guys fit in with no other toy soldiers I owned, and I had a good deal.
Well, my birthday came around a month later, and much to my surprise my parents gave me several more boxes of different WW2 Airfix, and my Uncle Jerry gave me big box full of Roco mini-tanks. (amazing what you would give to kids back then) A copy of Featherstone's first book on wargaming followed (I was one of those precocious children who learned to read at kindergarten age) and I was on my way. My dad was a competitive chess master, so he encouraged this behavior and I went along wholeheartedly. It was the developmental stage of a life of wargaming.
By the way....while those Airfix are long gone, I still have a Japanese army for WW2. Its in 15mm these days, but I have and always will have a WW2 Japanese army.
Clearly to be continued.
Wargaming has actually been a central theme to my life. When I was still five years old, way back in the 1960s, I became enthralled with some plastic WW2 Japanese soldiers owned by the older brother of a playmate. Obsessed is probably a better word, and I whined incessently to my parents about the need to have Japanese soldiers. In January of 1969 I came down sick, I believe it was mumps at the time. My mother got me, as a get-well and stay occupied kind of gift, three boxes of Airfix Japanese for WW2. Mind you, these were HO/OO scale, smaller than the big chunky figures my friend's older brother had. In fact I remember my mom telling me that the Japanese in general were a smaller people...nice way to cover that these guys fit in with no other toy soldiers I owned, and I had a good deal.
Well, my birthday came around a month later, and much to my surprise my parents gave me several more boxes of different WW2 Airfix, and my Uncle Jerry gave me big box full of Roco mini-tanks. (amazing what you would give to kids back then) A copy of Featherstone's first book on wargaming followed (I was one of those precocious children who learned to read at kindergarten age) and I was on my way. My dad was a competitive chess master, so he encouraged this behavior and I went along wholeheartedly. It was the developmental stage of a life of wargaming.
By the way....while those Airfix are long gone, I still have a Japanese army for WW2. Its in 15mm these days, but I have and always will have a WW2 Japanese army.
Clearly to be continued.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Welcome
Pardon the awkward typing, I'm recovering from a hand injury. But inspired by Wargamer Blue and Barcephus this will be a blog about wargaming....along with comments about food, drink, politics and reenacting. More in a few days when I can type...
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