Okay, I have RAD about as bad as anybody, but, believe it or not, it is tempered by some degree of sanity. True, I will go after just about anything and everything razor related, but always within reason. However, there are some exceptions. There are some razors that inexplicably send me off the deep end of logicality, and I will bid out my *ahem* to get them. The razors I speak of are: Gillette President, Bostonian, Sheraton, and Senator. A lot of razors get me salivating, but not to the "can't think straight until I get one" level of the aforementioned whisker choppers. I know I'm not the only one with this disease, so time to come clean guys. Remember, confession is good for the soul.