I admit it, I’m obsessed.
When I close my eyes at night, I don’t count sheep, I don’t imagine myself a rock star a la P!nk or Lady Gaga, I don’t picture Hugh Jackman crooning sweet words into my ear (well, sometimes….)…I dream of LEGO.
I dream of assembling bricks – that click/snap as they lock together. I dream of minifigures in funny or poignant vignettes. I dream of creating the MOC of all MOCs, or the layout of all layouts. I mentally arrange bricks in straight and curving lines as I prepare to build a new set. I envision my next trip to the LEGO store and ponder how to fit the maximum number of bricks into a PAB cup.
Yes. I’m totally demented. And having fun with it.
I only rediscovered LEGO about ten months ago. A documentary http://www.brickshow.com/inside-look-at-the-lego-denmark-factory on TV about the LEGO factory caught my eye. It was fascinating to see how they not only create the bricks but how they sort and pack them. I had missed the beginning of the documentary, so I went searching for it online. I found it, but also found a documentary about AFOLs – Adult Fans of LEGO (http://vimeo.com/9581676). And saw the amazing MOCs (My Own Creation) that some of them had made.
I didn’t grow up with LEGO, foolishly opting for Barbies and dollhouses and roller skates instead, but my son had a couple of old Harry Potter sets – Hogwarts Castle, #4709, (http://brickset.com/detail/?set=4709-1) and the Forbidden Corridor, #4706 (http://www.brickset.com/detail/?set=4706-1). He’s grown now and had left them behind, so I pulled them out and put them together (fortunately, the directions were intact!). I had so much fun doing it, that I went to the LEGO website to see what else they had, and was thereby introduced to the Modular sets. Oh boy! Take me to the Dark Side.
My first personally owned set was the Grand Emporium, #10211 (http://www.brickset.com/detail/?set=10211-1). Might as well jump in the deep end, eh? The price was a bit startling, but my LEGO lust had already begun and I justified the expense on the basis that my husband spends lots of money on his snow skiing. While I was in there, a young man was staring at the modular sets alongside me. He asked, rather shyly, if I was buying for myself or for a child. “Myself,” I said, my voice low, experiencing a wave of embarrassment. Was it shameful, buying ‘toys’ for myself? “Me too,” he whispered. “I drove all the way from Asheville, to save on the shipping cost.” This is a distance of about 150 miles. I imagined him, making the long drive anticipating his purchase, and then driving home, gloating over his triumph. He bought the Fire Brigade set, #10197 (http://www.brickset.com/detail/?set=10197-1). As we walked out of the store, each carrying a big yellow and red LEGO bag, we grinned at each other. Little did I realize, a new slightly crazy, slightly secret life had begun.
LEGO lust: http://stores.lego.com/en-us/
Question: Are you, too, someone who discovered or re-discovered your interest in LEGO after you became an adult? How did it happen?