Spent the day up to my elbows in GG-1 guts. I came to the conclusion that the venerable Pittman can motor in the Gi-raffe GG1 had reached the end of its service life, so I dropped in a couple of newer motors from a Williams donor G. After a minor faux pax resulting in the twin motors pulling in opposite directions, the GGG-1 is now trundling along cheerfully.
I'm mulling over why it's tough to locate bottles with eyedroppers in them on eBay.
You see, I'm working on experiments with using baby oil for smoke fluid. Works good, but the train room has a distinct aroma of talcum powder about it now.
I DID amuse the checkout girl at the Dollar Tree. I said, "Corn oil is made from corn. Olive oil is made from olives." I held up the baby oil bottle. "Do the math." 
Mitch
