No beatings in the schedule today. Yes, it is frustrating to see the same old questions and you have to wonder what some of the folks here are even attempting based on thier questions and obvious lack of experience. I can't say honestly that I take every inquiry seriously, but I do try to 'mentor' in some small way to encourage new blood and keep them from straying too far into deep waters just for safety's sake. A lot of times I just won't reply,especially if this is along the lines of "Where does the ignitor go?" There are a thousand nuances that make up our experience and some have not had the chance to experience or experiment with our hobby, beyond a random Christmas present Grandma thought would be "cool" because "Junior is soo smart, I'll bet he'll love this." I am not an expert by any means. I built 'real' rockets for a living and was always being teased about my 'toys', but there is real math, physics, design engineering and construction techniques required for success just like the big boys. LIke any hobby, there are 'checkbook' guys ot there that will just write a check for the biggest, best, or just plain most impressive in that hobby. Ready to fly radio control aircraft come to mind first and the perfect little brass locomotives all hand assembled in Asia second. Used to be most of the love of a hobby was the hours (or literally man-years) it took to create your dream as you envisioned it. Now it seems with all the labour saving devices we have, less time is available to develope the craftman-like approach and the market responds in kind to 'instant gratification' and provides the product right off the shelf-plug and play. This robs the background experience out of finding the rules that govern the performance or even inner workings of a lot of common things our parents or even grandparents could disassemble and fix if something broke. They 'understood' it. You see on a daily basis the erosion of skill sets required to survive and thrive in our previous agrarian society and the lack of those skills holds no penalty for an urbanite who will never need to know how to weld, build a house or fix an engine. The craftman that has retained or even gone to the extreme of preserving those abilities are a little like us. Hobby kinda guys who need to know how and why things work for thier own satisfaction and success. If you never had a role model to learn from, maybe you don't know how to research your own questions. Certainly the 'video' age has decimated reading skills to the point where a book is almost to be sneered at: "It's all on line anyway" mentality. We have becme a goal driven society where the objective is defined and expected to be achieved quickly, whereas our parents or grandparents age has a pride of workmanship and if you look at some of the antiques ( example-Sterling Tea sets) you realize you literally could not afford to use someone with that level of skill to make something you could sell for a profit. How many fathers have taken to time to build 'anything' with a son or daughter? Could be they had no need to learn that skill or found any enjoyment themselves with it and there is nothing to pass down. We ARE the 'keepers of the flame' and so with our knowledge gained thru sheer dint of patience and (usually) at considerable cost-we need to pass our skills onto the new generations coming up. My father was a SAC pilot and Squadron leader, but built museum quality ship models to exact scale from scratch. I treasure his leavings and am going to build similar items specifically to leave to my boys. You may have been lucky to have parent swho had hobbies, but chances are now the younger generation is coming from a set of parents where both have to work and either have had little disposable income or complete lack of time to 'waste' on a hobby. We have become the surrogates for those just coming into our world with little preparation or know how. Just take a deep breath-pick and choose you beneficiary and if you can-remember the rush, the tingling, the absolute thrill it sent thru your soul-when you first pushed the button and your very own space program lifted off the pad. We owe them that thrill-to keep our eyes towards the stars and our hearts still capable of wonder.