Tag: Nuts!

  • Looky at What Came in the Mail

    Looky at What Came in the Mail

    I know I just posted an hour or so ago, but look at what the mail carrier left on my doorstep: I’ve read accounts from the trenches & barricades, now here’s one from a diplomat’s perspective. My library on this subject is growing: It looks like the Floozy will be doing a SCW game soon…

  • Downtime & a Pair of Aces

    Downtime & a Pair of Aces

    I’ve been doing more painting lately than playing games or writing stories. Not all of my figures are game pieces, some I have collected because they were interesting or part of a collection. A few years ago, I went all in on Bad Squiddo Games’ WWII Soviets kickstarters. And I still have several remaining to…

  • A Red October 2021

    A Red October 2021

    Painting WWII Soviet Winter Uniforms I’ve grouped the miniatures I received from the Bad Squiddo Games Kickstarter into small batches for painting. In the first batch is the officer, the LMG team, and the six riflewomen in greatcoats. I applied my usual first step in priming the figures with black gesso and adding a zenithal…

  • Panzer!

    Panzer!

    While waiting for the Eastern Front campaign book, there’s a bit of an arms race at Floozy Manor. A few weeks ago, the Soviets got a T-60 and today, a Panzer III Ausf.G rolled off of the painting table. It’s a 3D printed resin model that’s about half the cost of a Warlord or Rubicon…

  • The Meat Grinder, Part 7 – The Political Officer

    The Meat Grinder, Part 7 – The Political Officer

    To Roza Yedilova, the best part of attending veteran events were the buffet tables. Here her children, grandchildren, doctors and nurses didn’t dare tell her what she could and could not eat. At the moment, her gaze was locked on a crostini covered with an interesting blend of melted forbidden cheeses. As she reached with…

  • The Meat Grinder, Part 6 – The Rzhev-Viaz’ma Offensive Begins

    The Meat Grinder, Part 6 – The Rzhev-Viaz’ma Offensive Begins

    The crowd “oohed and ahhed” and small children cried when they fired a small howitzer at the end of the speeches. Roza looked at her fellow veterans, they all smiled and shook their heads. Firing a single howitzer was like firing a toy gun compared to the horrors of a real barrage. Roza vividly remembered…