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This time, I'm in blue italics, both when speaking normally and when heckling Staudie, he'll be in festive halloween orange when asking questions and generally being annoying, our esteemed guest Jocko will be commenting in green to match his hat, and Hinckley will be in red to match that spot on his head where the troll kept whacking him in his excellent Dwarves Mining Comic!
Welcome to another exciting episode of EB Community News, I'm your host, imperialshadows, and standing over there in that big pit of snakes is cub reporter Staudie, practicing for some upcoming Indiana Jones related work. At least that's the excuse I'm using for making him do that. >:-)
Tonight, we're joined by none other than Jocko, best known for his ability to put up with Hinckley, but after this interview you'll see just how much more than that he really is, so let's get started! In a slightly different twist, I'll be asking a lot of the questions tonight, but between snake bites, Staudie will be pitching in as well, so watch those fonts and know who you're reading!
Q. Before diving into the LEGO portion of the program, let's find out about one of your hobbies, and an impressive one at that. Tell us all about that incredible pond and waterfall project Hinckley was kind enough to share with us.
A. It was a mission I had to create a cool creek, waterfalls, and pond in our sloping front yard. Once we moved in, I just started digging and didnt stop the madness until two months later. It was quite strange that I did so much in a short time, usually at night and on weekends. But today, the vision has paid off and the pond and waterfalls are quite nice. We really dont have to do too much to manage them and the goldfish are growing big!! I just hope they survive the winter.
Hinckley adds: I came home from a rehearsal at one in the morning one night and Jocko had floor lamps strung along the path he was digging for light. He dug until the sun came up...and that was just one day out of the first two months. I thought I had moved in with a madman...
Always knew I wasn't the only one out digging at night. Er, nevermind.
Q. Brand of vodka?
A. I like pear-flavored vodka and black cherry vodka, but also regular vodka. Generally, any premium brand will do.
Q. With or without LEGO shaped ice?
A. Without! We dont do Lego ice here :-)
Q. Any laundry tips?
A. Wash with like colors and dont let your laundry sit in the dryer too long, or else itll be wrinkled again!
Hinckley adds: Shut up! Don't let your face get wrinkled!
Q. What do you think of Lego? Does Hinckley allow you to mess round and fiddle with his lego, and his mocs?
A. I think Lego is cool, but I only have big ideas for them, like building big buildings and houses. I don't get into the details too much. Hinckley rarely allows me to play with them and when he does, he is very specific about how I play with them - which pieces, etc. He wants me to have fun, but he is a bit nuts about his collection and that it be played with properly. But his secret goal in life is to get me to like them enough to allow him to build a whole building dedicated to his collection...which maybe will happen someday. But I don't think he wants me to really be an AFOL. That would be too much!
Q. Did you ever collect any lego before or do you now?
A. No. I played with Capsela as a kid, Tinkertoys, trains, matchbox cars, army men, and lots of buildings -- and I blew things up with fireworks (planes, cars, etc.). Also had model rockets.
Q. I belive you are the only POAAFOL around, so the answer to this will be intresting. What is your best lego related moment?
A. Going to Legoland California twice - pretty big moments. Potential trip to Billund will be a new zenith...for Hinckley!
Q. How did the avatar creation process go? A lot of hand slapping as you went looking in drawers and Hinckley panicked thinking you'd disrupt his organization, or did you just sneak down there when he wasn't looking (somehow managing to bypass the security lasers, of course)?
A. He actually provided me with a very organized process for the avatar. First, he started with the head...and he brought me dozens of heads to choose from, then hundreds of torsos organized in three bins, then dozens of legs sorted into binds, then head-wear sorted into bins, and finally implements/weapons, all sorted of course. It was like building a Mr. Potato Head, but without the starch.
Exacly how I request my underwear when Staudie does the laundry, no starch.
Q. We've seen some pictures of the infamous basement. What's it like living over all that ABS plastic and knowing it's multiplying at a rate somewhat similar to Hinckley's level of insanity?
A. Like any obsessed person and their obsession, I wonder when it will lead to a murder-suicide. Or maybe an accidental death via some quirky LEGO irony.
Sounds like a great idea for a vig!
Q. Speaking of Hinckley's insanity, I've heard that there was an incident involving his desire to keep empty LEGO boxes and a compromise that came out of it. Details?
A. If we kept all of the boxes intact, we seriously would have to buy a second home or a storage unit, so instead he (and I) cut out all of the fronts and backs of the boxes so he could keep those pics and we trashed the other parts.
Hinckley adds: Jocko actually had a nightmare about our first apartment burning down because I wouldn't throw the boxes away. That's right...
If someone wanted me to cut up my boxes, I imagine I would be considering the aformentioned murder-suicide!
Q. How did you like making your first vignette, The Whack of Sir Dillon?
A. The first vignette was fun, but I dont quite have the patience for excessive vignettes like Hinckley. Luckily, his are pretty funny!
Q. What do you Think of the members here?
A. It seems there are about ten people in the world as obsessed with LEGO as Hinckley and I wonder where you all find the time to play so much! But I like everyone's sense of humour.
Oh, I assure you, we're all dead serious. *wacko*
Q. Do you know any members here, IRL, exept Hinckley?
A. Nope. Not yet. We are hoping for a trans-Atlantic visit by some members soon.
Q. Ok, what I really want to know is am I annoying? X-D
A. You know, I haven't been around long enough to determine that, but I'm already fairly sure you are.
The kid forgot to ask him this question and we'd bugged him enough times for answers, so I'm just making this one up, but trust me, it's right.
Q. Can you give us some dirt on Hinckley? X-D
A. Oh, I could give you dirt, mud and muck, but that would take the mystery out of it. He is a good guy and just a touch obssessed with certain toys and songs. Sorry if I'm so boring right now. I just had to hang out with Hinckley while shopping for paint, lamps and window treatments and so now I'm just tired. He of course, is very energetic and back down in his lair playing with LEGO.
Let's wrap this up with the question everyone has been wanting to ask.
Q. Last but certainly not least, does Hinckley frequently dance around in his skivvies to Dave Matthews Band, or does he occasionally mix it up with other groups? Do you join in sometimes?
A. Ah, you have nailed him on that one. The basement does afford him the freedom to do just as you suggest on a daily/nightly basis. And yes, he does sometimes leave the house and realizes that there are real people who live near us...and some are just as fun as online LEGO friends. However, they do not quite get him like you guys do. So ultimately, back to the basement and the eventual murder-suicide that I mentioned previously :)
So there you have it folks, the scoop on Jocko, with a tiny side of our newest Global-Moderator Hinckley thrown in for good measure. Yes, that's right, shudder in fear, the whacker is now officially empowered to do some real whacking! ;-)
Can I get out of this snake pit now, pleeeeeease?
Oh, in a minute, I just need to tell a story first, so you hold on... Once upon a time, way back in 1817, I was born in a small village outside London.
*two hours pass, Staudie is about to pass out*
Well, I had just turned 19 and wanted to see the world, so I hopped a freighter headed for the continent and ended up making port in Hamburg.
*two more hours pass, Staudie has a glazed over look in his eyes, but that isn't anything new*
So there I was, just inside the gate of an old abandoned castle in the Carpathian Mountains, looking for refuge from a storm, when the most hauntingly beautiful woman appeared in front of me, almost as if she'd just stepped out of another dimension. As she approached, I couldn't help but notice the glow in her eyes, but by the time I realised the situation, it was too late. Now, 171 years later, I've more or less accepted and embraced the situation. I never expected to end up a ...
HEEEEEEEEELLLP! *thud* *skull*
Well great, now that he's interrupted, I can't remember where I was. I'll just start over.
Once upon a time, way back in 1817 ...
*signal dies*
Edit by Hinckley: I just linked the pond thread to the first question. Thanks! :-$
Edited by Hinckley, 11 October 2007 - 08:45 AM.
