I’m currently in the middle of trying to clean off several decades of acccumulated psychological grime by focusing on an entirely different hobby.
Uh, I mean MODEL RAILROADING.
It’s TOTALLY different. You see that, right?
I found this very cool locomotive “shell” for a few bucks on eBay.
It has all its horns and everything. I also bought these little babies at the same time–
I’m still pondering what to do about the disfigured Santa Fe loco and its missing horn.
I tried to bust the remaining horn off in a fit of frustration… but she no come off! That sucker is fixed on there with a grip of steel. So how did the other one get broken? Some schweinhund at Trix must have dropped the damn thing on to a concrete floor. I can’t imagine any other way it could have been snapped off.
So, right now, I’m still pondering the one-horned Super Chief.
But that All Black loco shell, which I orginally bought thinking I’d yank the horn off of its ugly ass and put it on the cute one, began to grow on me. I began to do some research on the “Penn Central” and I found out that seldom in the history of American capitalism has such a mass mongolian monkey molestation taken place.
And that’s saying something. I mean, when you make your mark as the largest f*k-up in U.S. corporate history, you, my friend, are a f*k-up.
So who could resist building their new “layout” in homage to the world’s most dysfunctional railroad? Not me. I decided to repaint my Minitrix U30c “U Boat” into a funky Penn Central U-Boat! ALLES KLAR!
So I pulled off all the parts (compared to airplanes, these things are a cinch) and painted it Tamiya Gloss Black.
I also fell in love with the buzzy-bee yellow bits which are supposed to help inebriated workers find the steps at night. This is a good idea!
I used tiny bits of decal to make the tiny stripes. This was not easy. Once the stripes were on the steps, you let them dry then douse them wtih Future. The handrails were brushed with a mix of Tamiya gloss yellow and a little red.
I’m waiting for some decals and I’ll transform the ugly Southern Pacific loco into an even uglier Penn Central one. But, I loathe the SP (because they just remind me of ten years spent in “The Ozarks West” in Southern Oregon where men are men and sheep are skittish).
The Penn Central. A very fishy story told on Wikipedia about how the noble bankers and lawyers had to fight to get the big bad government off their backs so they could haul Spam and other stuff to America! And get rid of those awful labor unions, too!
Or maybe Goldman Sachs just helped some rich guys run a huge con game.
I like the way one solitary smarty tells the author that this is all a “conspiracy theory.” Yeah. THAT’S what it is!
Penn Central. The huge railroad that couldn’t. Fascinating stuff. They call Alabama “The Crimson Tide.” I need a name when I lose… let’s see, how about “Penn Central Dan?” (with apologies to Steely Dan… another great Dan, btw.)
The Penn Central. My new favorite. Nothing, but nothing says “national malaise” quite like that famous railroad. Say, don’t you know me? I’m your native son.