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The Semi-Retired Foamer has been a railfan since he was around 5 years old, a very young age when one really should avoid being involved with the gunzel community to any great extent.
After a few decades of train chasing one decided to break with protocol and get married, thus leading to a severe cut in railfan activity.
Subsequent dealings with social misfits, loonatics, mental defectives and self appointed experts lead to an even greater decrease in my hobby participation.
However things have changed thanks our small group of trusted mate, interest has returned, and now I have become a bit more involved yet again. Having learnt to laugh, with others, at all the more 'Moronic Foamers'.
.Oh the irony that lays behind that term.
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Thursday, November 6, 2008

A Return To Programming!

Hi all,
So you were probably thinking this site is dead, well certainly is has been as useful a a K-Set sightings book at a bus meet in recent times, but as things slow down on the approach to Christmas I do hope to be able to include some more reading for your tingling pleasure.

So whats been happening?

Well firstly the scanner met with an unfortunate end via a rather pissed off wife who could not entirely get the ants nest out that had appeared within. These were persistent little buggars, stuck to the inside like foamers to a 38, although perhaps marginally less irritating than that.
A lack of scanner, which is still the case, has made things a tad hard in the, well, scanning department. Given the bulk of what appears here is scanned, then I am up bowel movement creek without a paddle.
So for now one will have to make do with updates of a more current nature, through the wonders of that digital crap that passes for a camera nowdays.

Of course those who know me realize the main reason for my lengthy disappearance.

HORNBAGS!

I shouldn't have to explain myself here.
I mean every bloke has a choice he can make - some just don't make it wisely.
Just in case you have trouble understanding the choice and why anyone would need to make it, I have outlined the essential differences below as a rough guide for all my fellow foamers.

Now lets take a look shall we.


This is a train!
Sure, being an ALCo, its a little sexy, certainly more so than one of those EMD things.
But in the end, what are you getting?

Its metal with an engine inside. True it can't nag you, never tells
you to be home at a certain time, is incapable of telling you that you have drunk to much, won't tell you not to sleep with other woman (or men if you so desire) and
almost certainly never gets a headache.
I am lead to believe some railfans even manage to gratify themselves with photos of such things as ALCo videos and blow up EE toys, while surely there must be a market for a vibrating XPT on weekend train tours to Mo
ree.


now hands out of your durps for a moment while we explore the alternative!


This is a hornbag


~~~ YOU DO THE MATHS FRIENDS ~~~

I'll be back next week with more enthralling gunzel tales!
Stay Tuned!

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