NS! that makes me happy! hehehe and i didn't say I take pics, i just hung out with them in glendale... THEY was the weird ones.. they could tell me what kind of engine it was, just by listening to the whistle and seeing where the front lights was located..and then, they could tell what the engine # was, all before it passed us! lol. it IS their lives. they run a train store, and of course they had their own layouts at each of their houses.