I've had many passions in my life. Women, song, writing, reading, traveling, and a few others not worth mentioning. Kind of like Richard Dawson. But, on most of these, I've moved on. But I've got, and always have had an obscene love of gadgets and toys. When I walk into a toy store, I'm like a kid in a....well, a toy store. I don't really consider myself a materialist, yet I have tons of this junk. I see some little guy sitting on a shelf and he says "Hey. Hey man, take me home. Let me wear your clothes and sleep in your bed." Well, he doesn't say that last part about the clothes and the bed. But how could I say no to a face like this: [image=http://www.thecafewha.com/skeletor.jpg] You just can't. I don't really understand my motivation. Perhaps I'm trying to hold onto the one thing that was always good about my childhood. Maybe I'm trying to relive my childhood, since I had to grow up rather fast. Maybe I'm just, as they say in Latin, a 'dorkus majorkus'. Or maybe it's just the easiest thing to focus on. Wait, I just realized I also like pop culture crap. Maybe that's what I am, deep down inside. I'm some sort of plastic anthropologist. It's all for science. But you know, most people know about that unhealthy obsession, so let me discuss another one of my pasttimes: Inventing a non-melting chocolate. Actually, I'm still working on the recipe, it's very hush-hush. Let's just say that in a few years, kids in Ecuador will get to enjoy premium, high quality chocolate that won't melt all over their little faces.