Great stuff, Dave! ROTFLMAO! Bal-li-stic'-us must have a near cousin Bal-li'-stic-us, who is the god of hypersonic small parts, such as stanchions for the Kato Mikado.
Hey Pete Is that the Greek god of flying parts... cause the Roman god of flying parts is "Jettisonicus"
Well, I guess so! If he has a name, then that's him, or her. The Romans had a whole hierarchy of gods, so we should probably do the same. Hypersoniccus has to be the god who speeds N scale parts to their final, never-to-be discovered location. In my house, which is an open design, this can be 60 feet from the kitchen table to the living room wall. Ah, sorry, have to go fold laundry. Just as I was getting heated up.
What about Subsonicus?? The God of parts dropped directly on the floor below you, that you DON'T see until you step on it/them. Maybe find several days later, or never seen again because of another godly intervention?
One little imp I'm familiar with (all too familiar with, actually, is Xacto Laceratus, who, when invoked, will cut you. Once this happens, his cousins Exsaguinous Modelous and Ohsh*tcus (and related minions of the Profanities) will also visit. Only after stopping the bleeding/getting stiches will the cousins and Profanities disappear. However, the Profanities may return, bearing the bill from the urgent care clinic/hospital emergency room.
I don't have a name for the god, Masculinicus maybe, but if you drop the Xacto don't do the masculine thing and bring your knees together. Spread your legs and let it fall harmlessly onto your skirt. Ben
Yikes... bad knee jerk reaction! So... if you do have that 'bad knee jerk reaction'... Emasculinicus would be responsible.
How about Disraelius Sum Capella, which loosely means derails when company is watching. Even my Kato Unitrak may tend to morph at a turnout when someone is watching, although I successfully and seamless ran my trains continuously for an hour before. Old Story Time. Back in 93, The City of Boca Raton dedicated a new historical site, the Countess De Hoernle station which was an old FECRR Passenger Station in downtown Boca. The Countess, and the public donated a lot of money to restore the station into a multipurpose building, a club meeting place, a small community center, and a historical and sightseeing place. It is right across the street from Addison Mizner's realty building. They did this place right, on permanent display, an 0-6-0 steam switching loco, a wide vision caboose and 2 fluted side passenger cars right next to the building. One the grand opening, the Historical Society invited the 2 rail O scale train club, who set up a display layout with a host of beautiful trains running. I showed up, and they assumed I was a modeler by my interest and knowledgeable identity of trains and nature of questions. When I told them I was into N and had an N layout, they guffawed that N is the scale that derails all over. I told them no, that if N track was laid right, it could be as reliable as O. Then after some two sided posturing, the bet was on. They would send the following Saturday, two club members, and I had to keep a train running and coupled on my layout for 45 minutes with NO problems. The bet was one lunch at the very nice restaurant down the street. All week, I cleaned the track, turnouts, and picked my very most reliable two locos - Atlas RS3's, and my most reliable rolling stock, MT cars, and actually made 2 consists on my dual mainline. I was determined to put the message down. Came Saturday morning, and I gave both trains my test runs, and both ran for one hour continuously without problem. The club guys showed at 11am, and for 45 minutes my trains ran just great. They conceded the bet, and just before getting into our cars for the trip to the restaurant to collect my bet, I went in the garage to make sure everything was shut down, and just had to give one train a thank you lap. Would you believe it make it to the first turnout and completely derailed. Thank God the Disraeli cum cappella was just a little late. True story.
