After buying love bird and beagle chow at Walmart last night, I dashed down to the toy section.
Disappointment.
No 1:48 cars or trucks, and not even any toy trains–and Santa is coming soon.
So I dashed back to the junk food section, where I grabbed a case of Mountain Lightning hi-caffenated soda to soothe my disappointment.
For some strange reason, I glanced up from the soda aile and there, standing 10 feet up, stacked above the 3rd shelf, was a 5 gallon tin can decorated with Lionel train postcard pictures from yore.
A sign warned customers not to try to reach the 3rd shelf and to seek help.
But there were no salespersons in sight and I don’t need to seek help anyway, so I grabbed several more cases of mountain lightning and created a pyramid, which I scaled, hoping none of the cans would explode.
I was so anxious that I nearly tipped over all the cans on the shelf but success at last. In my hot hands was not only a 5 gallon container of popcorn but a working trainset inclosed in a see-thru plastic wrapper with a Lionel approved sticker.
I rushed home and tried to tear it open but it was sealed so well it took 5 minutes of hacking with a knife and razor to open up the train set.
Now the whole train set and popcorn cost less than 5 bucks. The train is an 0-6-0, a boxcar and caboose. The train has center blind drivers and is HOn3 on plastic track and rails. In fact, the entire train is plastic.
The only problem I had with the train is that it doesn’t run. Period. It has a battery in it but nothing happens.
I was about to take the battery out and feed the train to the beagle, who enjoys ravaging things, but then I had an epiphany.
What if Lionel goes under and this is the last piece of merchandise that it issues? It could be a collector’s item.
I carefully returned the train to the box, now wishing that I had never opened the popcorn case becaus