Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Lego my Legos...

We're not really what you'd call "Lego" people. We've never been to Legoland, we don't have Lego models on our mantel & Husband is still twitching over the 1500+ piece faux-Lego police station set I purchased for Ethan during an Ambien-fueled Black Friday 2am in-store ToysRUs purchase two years ago.

All those tiny pieces. Left all over the floor waiting to bite the arches of my feet in the middle of the night. Who needs it? And yes, I totally get that the hopping around on one foot and cursing has way more to do with the lax toy-clean-up policy in our household, but let's not get into a "legos don't hurt people; people hurt people," argument, mkay? Legos effing hurt when you step on them.

And whether its his age, or his lack of attention span, the vast majority of Lego projects started by Ethan are completed by Husband, me, or one of Ethan's older, more Lego enthusiastic friends.

So while we have quite a few sets of Legos, they tend to sit in little plastic storage boxes for the most part. Perhaps some day we'll bust them open with more frequency & build us some crazy Lego towns, but for now, unless they are a Star Wars Lego figurine (when did Lego co-opt Star Wars, by the way?), they aren't really our favorite.

Or at least they weren't until this past weekend. With some of our aforementioned Lego enthusiastic friends, we attended a Lego exhibit in town and......wow. People take their Lego shit seriously.

Exhibit A: Look at the sheer volume of people. This is just one corner of the 2-3 ballrooms that were opened up for the exhibit. People were lined up 3 and 4 rows deep to get a peek at the Lego Death Star.



Exhibit B: Legos & History: Double Threat. A whole bevy of historical tableaus constructed of Legos. For the history buff who can't quite seem to move out of mom's basement. In between the The WWII tank scene & the Roman Colliseum, please note the scene entitled "Nam River Rescue." Because nothing captures the ravages of war like little plastic VC. Actually, really, the swath of destruction and human cruelty in these displays is really staggering, given they are constructed from Legos. Note that the Colliseum kit comes complete with caged lion ready to rip some unfortunate gladiator to shreds for the entertainment and bloodlust of the Lego crowd.




Exhibit C: Just to prove you can totally be into Legos & still keep your street punk cred.


Legos are badass.

Exhibit D: Cellar-dwelling artistes not to be outdone by cellar-dwelling history buffs--yes, that middle picture is a Lego version of Van Gogh's self-portrait. I just...I don't....what???!!!:





Exhibit E: The Fear. Note the expression on Husband's face in these pictures. This is not a man who is hoping said exhibit sparks a love of the Lego in his child's heart. This is a man seeing his weekend's swallowed whole by Lego construction. He's considering running, screaming from the room like his hair is on fire....




In this picture, he's glossed over completely & shut down, brain short-circuited & overloaded by the idea that his future could be overrun by tiny little pieces of plastic. He could be searching for airfare information on his phone in this picture, planning his escape to some country where Legos are outlawed. Does that country exist?

Exhibit F: Just some randoms that made me giggle....


the only thing sillier than the Weener-mobile is the Lego Weener-mobile...

It aint' easy being made of green Legos...

Hi, Lego Darwin....

This one was entitled "meditation." Please note that the meditator seems to have an automatic weapon draped across his lotus'd legs. Peaceful.

Now that I've offended all Lego enthusiasts everywhere (as if more than 2 people are reading this anyway), take comfort in the realization that we mock what we don't understand. I'm just jealous. That's right.... :-)


7 comments:

Sarah said...

OMG-- that's intense. I have no Lego skills or patience to hone them, but Ben and Harry LOVE them. They just finished the HP castle, and Harry was like, "Oh now I am going to PLAY with it," and Ben almost died.

Alice said...

I think having girls has prevented legoland from colonizing in our house. I love how you described your husbands thought process in the pictures. Very funny.

Sue said...

Just to prove to you that you have THREE readers, I'm commenting!

E. Phantzi said...

I love Legos! I remember playing with the for hours... and would love it whenever I babysat kids who were into Legos. They're like 3D puzzles to match a picture in your head. But yeah - this is a bit intense! Somewhere I saw all of Middle Earth (the Peter Jackson version) constructed in Legos. That's like double geek obsessions - squared? :-)

(Hey look, you have at least 1 more than 2 readers! Sorry I don't comment more often!)

lonek8 said...

jack likes Legos. so far his inability to not start crying the second anything is even slightly difficlut means that Brett has to build the little Lego things we've gotten (fortunately Brett kind of loves Legos too), but given the kid's love of puzzles I have no doubt he will be putting together ever more elaborate configurations as he gets older. Fortunately he is also totally OCD and won't take them apart once they are put together so I hopefully won't have many Legos lying in wait for me to step on.

I just hope the baby doesn't choke to death the first couple of years.

cicadalady said...

Love the photos. So funny.

Lee said...

I used to love Lego when I was little - I had so many sets. Mum and dad always used to complain that I had lost a few bits from a set so couldnt complete the model on the box - thats the whole point! Use your imagination and build something different. My little lad is only 9 weeks old at the minute - but cant wait to get him into Lego! Already bought him some giant megablocks :)