This is very nice. It looks like my page views are up. Must be the comic books. :) At least they are doing me some good. None of the ones I had posted on eBay sold. I'm going to post some more tonight and keep my fingers crossed. In the meantime I'm going to strip some old electronics and glean the copper for recycling. I've got a box of non-working parts that I kept just to strip. I know, I'm a horrible pack rat but when you are perpetually broke what else can you do? You save stuff in case things get even worse. My grandma was raised during the great depression. I think I got her genes, thank god. Otherwise I wouldn't make it. I'd be up the creek with no paddle. Of course, I've always been a pack rat. Some years ago, my hero died. this guy kicked my a$$ totally when it came to being a pack rat. He had a store here in town. Ended up he had a stroke and one of his relatives found him on the floor of his house one day. That's when I found out the extent of his pack rattiness. I knew he was bad because he drove what looked like a 1975 gold 4 door Impala. I'm not sure on all this but that's what it looked like to me. Huge boat of a car. And it was FULL. Of what? Well, good question. I know he had lots of papers in there and a 2 X 4, what else I'm not sure but the entire back seat and the passenger's side of the front was full. There was enough room for the guy to get in and drive. That's it. And he owned two houses not far from where my house was. They pulled up 2 of those huge green waste disposal containers and filled them. It was incredible. I'm sure his family just didn't want to go through all that stuff, but I would have loved to dive into it and see what was there. Especially when they cleaned out the store. It was a 2 story building and the upper floor was packed full of stuff. I know there was some old solar panels up there, I could see them through one of the windows. I don't know where it all went because one day it was there and the next day the building was down. I don't know if they bulldozed it then just sent everything to the dump or what. I was in awe of that guy tho. I had a 3 bedroom house with a detached garage. But I didn't even come close to this guy. Now I have nightmares about the stuff I was forced to throw away or leave. Still. It's been almost a year since I had to leave my home. I suppose one day they will stop. Maybe.