The Lego Disaster?

So I built my eldest nephew a giant (or well to pixal/Lego scale) Donkey Kong.

Then I built my niece a Lego jewelry box.

This left my youngest nephew (the middle kid) feeling a bit left out.

I had to build him something and it damn well better be impressive.

No ideas for months.

So I came up with the idea of a Lego globe (like of the Earth).

Not very original but I figured I would make up for it by having the top removable and put something cool stuff inside (someone recommend liqueur but I ain’t sharing and certainly not with a kid).

Plan was to put a support wall down the middle, have a ship wreck/island scene on one side and on the other a jungle temple or a Lego version of hell ( not the best idea for a 12 year old (or well I think he’s 12 it’s hard to keep up with such things) but seemed funny to me).

To make up for the unoriginal idea I figured I would do it from scratch without looking up how others had done it.

Several nights of trying to work out the scale, where the continents would go etc I had nothing and I was tired.

I found some nice instructions and got to work (lazy can’t find the link right now but very nice instructions).

The instructions were for a hollow globe (no internal support) but I wanted to make sure it was sturdy so I was going to add “beams” of Lego running through the bottom half (I apparently don’t have or am too lazy to look for a picture of these) and the top and bottom halves would be built separately so I construct the fancy scenes in the bottom and the top would be a removable to reveal them.

The half way point wasn’t reached before I was pretty much out of blue and tan Lego. So several orders were placed on BrickLink.

At this point in time I was already tired of the damn thing but I figured I should finish what I started (unlike my first go or three at college).

So there we have it.

A Lego globe of the Earth built with someone else’s instructions (once again very nice ones) and some of my own changes: internal support in bottom half, the poles were white (like ice), a opening left in the bottom in case I wanted to mount it on a stand ( the idea of the scenes died as I went along, not as much room as I had hoped and I wanted done with it).

All I had to do was stick the top and the bottom together and I was free of it.

Just a bit of gentle gentle pressure to get the bricks stuck together.

Just a smidgen, not too much.

Just a tad.

Too much pressure and not enough structural integrity (remember kids to always use sound engineering).

All I could do was chuckle.

It seemed fitting that this thing I had poured more hours and Lego into then I wanted to think about, this thing I had really come to despise, was in pieces.

It could have been fixed, couple of hours more, not much compared to how much time I had already spent.

Instead, being me (who is a fan of using commas and line breaks more frequently then needed), it was broken down into it’s base parts, sorted (by color and size of course), and I was left with nothing for my nephew except for some photos and a crap load of blue bricks.

So I needed a new idea and it better be blue.