| Topic: |
Sociology > Depression |
| User: |
"CyberDroog" |
| Date: |
12 Feb 2007 01:58:32 AM |
| Object: |
Kicking Butt On eBay |
I did well on eBay the past week. I got all sorts of new-in-the-box Lionel
train cars for well below book value. I've got more cars than track at this
point. And a new Chessie SD-40-2 Diesel locomotive for far less than any
online vendor could offer.
I also bought the Lionel UFO Cafe and the Nuclear Reactor. It's all to go
with a campy Area 51 theme with alien cars and Atomic Energy Corporation
cars. I still need to get the Lionel #175 Rocket Launcher and the Mercury
capsule flat car. I'll pull this stuff with an 0-4-0 Army Transportation
steamer. That is after the CIA mists the town to put everyone to sleep.
I do it all for Buddha, of course. Why would an adult male need toy trains?
I've spent several thousand already, so that's my story and I'm sticking to
it.
It's a riot though. We lay on our bellies on the carpet, and Buddha screams
at the train as it goes by. I even taught him to press the whistle button.
Now I'm working on getting him to stop pressing it...
When he's a little older, talking, and more adept, we are going to have
loads of fun. Hopefully he'll have a little sister pressing the whistle
button by then.
My wife doesn't get it. But the credit card balances are always zeroed at
the end of the month, so it's no problem. Hey, I don't get craft fairs, but
I go with her and walk until I'm ready to drop. Ceramic cats statues. What
good are they in comparison to a Lionel train roaring along puffing smoke?
Picturing myself laying on the carpet watching trains with my little boy
and (hopefully) little girl keeps me alive.
Mom can stand in the kitchen and use her new craft fair oven mitts to make
us dinner.
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