As I sit here reading Bob's and youngone's posts, with my new East Quoddy tucked away in the trunk of my car, and with a pile of coins from my modest collection sitting on my dresser waiting to be sold, and hoping that my N-Scale engines and rolling stock will always be "untouchable", I'm a bit apprehensive. Am I on the edge of the abyss? Am I destined to spend my final years homeless and penniless, living out of a blue cardboard box? Is "Wacko" a euphemism for "Junkie"?

But I know that I'm made of stronger stuff than that, and that I beat smoking and I beat overeating (relatively), and the Surgeon General has not actually declared HL addictive, so I know I'll be alright!

Bob M. - What scale are you interested in?