If you ever get the opportunity to organize a Regional (or higher) Convention, don’t hesitate – sanity might prevail.

Convention Headquarters

As of 10/2/07, there are 162 registrants (including 25 first-timers), with 111 opting for the Sat. Eve. Banquet, 51 for the Sat. Morn. Port Tour, 25 for the Sat. Aft. Amtrak Tour, and 3 for the Sat. Aft. Florist/Art&Hist. We suspect more will attend, considering both the 2.5 weeks remaining and the potential for Local Drop-Ins.

If you continually contribute expert dialog (unsolicited) to an otherwise undistracted Clinician – You may be an Obsessive-Compulsive Modeler. If your favorite libation at the Albany Pump Station is the (very telling) “Kick-Ass Brown”, you may feel a strong kinship with the Convention Chair.

If you have ever repainted three times the black/white part line on a restroom commode for a coach whose roof does not remove - You may be an Obsessive-Compulsive Modeler. If there is no corner of your basement that has not received the [Layout] Locating Engineer’s measuring gaze – You may be an O-C Modeler. If there is no visible means of support beneath your layout, other than collections of kit boxes, scenery supplies, and detailing parts - You may be an O-C Modeler.

If you have ever attended an Extreme Clinic and concluded “This guy is only scratching the surface of a spectrum of infinite possibilities to which I could address the remainder of my declining lifetime’s creative energies” - You may be in need of serious professional help. And, while we can’t offer that requisite aid, our Hosts and Clinicians may be just the ones to push you over that edge!

“Who you gonna call? – Host Busters!”

Today, the entire Eastern Seaboard is alive with talk of incidents of paranormal activity. Alleged host sightings and related supernatural occurrences have been reported across the entire Tri-State area. You have an opportunity to be a participant in the biggest interdimensional cross rip since the Tunguska blast of 1909!

On behalf of the organizers, busting their humps, we are happy to report our readiness. Why worry? Each one of us is hiding an unlicensed nuclear accelerator under the layout. Drop your collections of spores, molds, and fungus, and plan to attend.