So it happened; I'm usually very careful to lock up the place, including upstairs windows and all the doors. But I came home from work yesterday, went to my reloading room, and sat my coffee down, getting stuff ready to work on some cases. Then I realized there was a Lyman 45 and a bunch of dies and top punches sitting on the table, I went to take a drink of my coffee, to ponder how it got there and it was almost empty..and smelled a little like Irish Whiskey. Yup, son of a gun had doctored my coffee and left behind a nice collection of bullet lubing equipment. I have some Lee sizers, but could really use one of these. I had posted in the forum a while back that I was interested in one but had completely forgotten the post...sneaky I tell you, just plain sneaky.