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I can't remember the exact moment that caused me to be doomed
to buying World War II stuff for the rest of my life, along with collecting
pictures of WWII personalities and generals...

when i started collecting the McFarlane toy line. I have so many i dont even know what to do with them. And i have no shelves in my current house to display them

I expect I'll eventually permanently injure my back moving around the hundreds of pounds of military history books in my room.

When I opened my boyfriend's dice box and said "What are all these pretty things?"

Sea Skimmer wrote:I expect I'll eventually permanently injure my back moving around the hundreds of pounds of military history books in my room.

Hell, by the time I'm old enough to hurt my back, I'll probably need a forklift...

MKSheppard wrote:

Sea Skimmer wrote:I expect I'll eventually permanently injure my back moving around the hundreds of pounds of military history books in my room.

Hell, by the time I'm old enough to hurt my back, I'll probably need a forklift...

Shep, hon, you're the same age as me and I'm suffered from backpain caused by luggin palaeontology books around.
Rob's only 3 years older than me and he has permenently damaged his back.

You're never too young to damage your back.

When the movie "Gettysburg" came out. I found myself jotting my name down on the sign up sheet for the 2nd Wisconsin Volunteers reenactor group that was doing a demonstration outside the theater. Then I began going to drills, and reenactments. The knockout blow came when I went to Virginia to participate in the reenactment of the Battle of Sayler's Creek. As our five hundred man strong battallion crossed over the crest of a hill, I looked down into a grassy valley and saw a long line of grey troops, easily a thousand strong. The sight was quite spectacular, and after that I was hooked.

innerbrat wrote: You're never too young to damage your back.

Well, I equate "damage your back" with
"severe crippling pain that requires painkillers",
rather than a few pulled strings...

I'd say that it truly started when I was about five years old. Up until that time I'd pretty much looked at other people's comics or read the ones my grandmother had at her house. Then one day while I stayed home sick my dad and sister went to the store and when he came back he had a Detective comic for me.

Now I have thousands of comics in my closet and many, many tpbs on my shelves and in more boxes. Except for tpbs I haven't bought more than 6 comics since about 1996 and I still think that when I die the police will have to follow the smell through a labyrinth of comic related stacks to find my desicated corpse.

What hobby are you talking about innerbrat when you said about the "pretty things"?

Mountain biking, got into it about 12 years ago and I now have 4 bikes and enough spare parts to build 2 more. If I sold all my bikes I could comfortably live off the proceeds for over a year, or I could buy myself a pretty nice used car.

When I first read a Star Wars book... I went "cool!" and then watched the movies... Now I have 13-trashbags (these are the lawn & garden sized ones, mind you) worth of collectables and random stuff... I don't collect the toys much any more, but I have a lot of the books (40-something, last time I checked, and then some children's books and refrence books that don't count).

Oh, and I'm a major packrat. I have a mental block that prevents me from getting rid of ANYTHING. I always think "Well, I might need that someday" or something like that.

I'm trying to get into Civil War stuff, but I haven't really pursued that recently....

EDIT: I got my star! I've been an active poster for THREE MONTHS! I've lurked awhile longer than that, but oh well... I just noticed also, next post is my 600th! only 400 more till, uh, 1000!

Got my first plastic model when I was 6, that's 29 years ago to you and me. It was Revell's Mayflower kit. Screwed it up horribly, but I was hooked for life. Next came Aurora's Fokker E.III and their Breguet Br.14. Both highly sought after collectors's items now. Especially the Breguet.

FaxModem1 wrote:What hobby are you talking about innerbrat when you said about the "pretty things"?

Did you miss the word dice?
I'm talking about gaming.

Man, I got hooked on books way back in fifth grade when my teacher gave me a copy of Gary Paulsen's Hatchet. Now I'm low on bookshelf space.

Then my sister got me hooked on anime That's gonna be one habit that'll cost me a thousand dollars in a year.

When I got my C64 for christmas and whiled away the hours playing classics like Rick Dangerous and Spy Hunter. Ergh, I don't want to think about how much time and money I've blown on computers.

Dalton wrote:Man, I got hooked on books way back in fifth grade when my teacher gave me a copy of Gary Paulsen's Hatchet. Now I'm low on bookshelf space.

Hatchet is a pretty good book... there have been 2 sequals, if I remember right.

On topic, My computer is another major hobby/money waste... Of course, nowadays I have methods for games that don't involve money, but I still have to buy parts and stuff, and pay the $30 a month cable bill

Dalton wrote:Man, I got hooked on books way back in fifth grade when my teacher gave me a copy of Gary Paulsen's Hatchet. Now I'm low on bookshelf space.

Corblimey you started late.

My parents used to dump me with a Ladybird book in front of the tape player when I was about 2 to shut me the hell up.

I started riding when I was fourteen.

I've been stitched two times in the chin and three times in the knees. I have scars in my face, chest, arms and legs and have been close to winning a Darwin. And I still do mountain biking.

Oh, well. Tomorrow will be another great day, fifty Km along the coast under the blazing Sun. Followed by a quick dive in the ocean wearing lycra and hoping that nobody feels like running away with my gear.

Let's see, reading sci-fi, gaming, anime, all at a ridiculously young age.

innerbrat wrote:

Dalton wrote:Man, I got hooked on books way back in fifth grade when my teacher gave me a copy of Gary Paulsen's Hatchet. Now I'm low on bookshelf space.

Corblimey you started late.

My parents used to dump me with a Ladybird book in front of the tape player when I was about 2 to shut me the hell up.

Well, to be fair it was the first time I clearly remember reading a book.

Dalton wrote:

innerbrat wrote:My parents used to dump me with a Ladybird book in front of the tape player when I was about 2 to shut me the hell up.

Well, to be fair it was the first time I clearly remember reading a book.

Actually, come to think of it - it was the Ladybird abridgment of The Lost World that resulted in me having a completely useless degree that qualifies me for nothing.

... and combined with Journey to the Centre of the earth was my first SF.

In fourth grade, my cousin introduced me to role-playing games through a then-new game based on the Star Wars movies.

I haven't quit since, and since Betsy is also a gamer, I appear to be stuck until I die.

Reading - Some of my earliest memories involve sitting on my dad's lap and listening to him read Kipling's Just So Stories.

Warner Bros. Cartoons - And others include me sitting on the couch and laughing hysterically at the funny rabbit on TV.

Dalton wrote:Then my sister got me hooked on anime That's gonna be one habit that'll cost me a thousand dollars in a year.

I blame Cartoon Network for my anime addiction.
And I've purchased something like 100 discs (not including multi-disc editions) in just over a year, at prices ranging from $12 a disc to $60 (my precious R2 Ghibli discs).
Then there's the 100+ manga volumes...the ~80 Gundam models, MSIAs, and Eva figures...

In Eighth Grade, when I finally convinced my parents to let me get a screen name with AOL. Four or so years later, looking back at High School, I see now that if I weren't half black, my skin'd be paler than a sheet of linen...