Well since Si-Mocs only posted the glamour shots, here’s the down and dirty of it, including some bad hat hair.
ToroLUG was having our monthly meeting near by, after the build. So I stopped by early to take a few pictures. There I found DarthNick in a panic dripping in Lego sweat. So I pushed my way past security, palm to the face, stating there was a Lego emergency and, “Some one called for The Doctor!” I jumped in elbows deep into Lego and realized how disparate the situation really was as my fingers begun to cramp from 30 minutes of crushing thousands of 1x1’s onto 6x6 plates at un-human speed. I yelled to DarthNick, “I’m a doctor not a priest! You need…
A Miracle!”
So he texted 911 and said, “Help! Can you find some one with a pulse and working knowledge of the Art of Brick.” To which they replied that they didn’t have anyone like that, but that they’d send Si-Mocs.”
Si-Moc’s arrived and I taught him how to place a brick at time into the holes on the wounded plates. With his steady hand and youthful courage, we patched up the bleeding mosaic. The day was saved! Well that’s how DarthNick tells the story at least.