So I wiped the slate clean and for the past several weeks have considered eliminating this blog altogether. Between the responsibilities of everyday life and the handful of websites I am already committed to maintaining, I was leaning towards calling this one quits.
But that urge is still there. That urge to share. That urge to display the junk that clutters my basement as well as the thoughts and ideas that clutter my mind.
Self-serving and narcissistic? Absolutely. Therapeutic? Indeed.
My wife thinks that I'm a junk collector and that I place too much importance on pop culture -- both past and present. I think Rob and Dick hit it on the head in the movie High Fidelity:
Dick: It looks as if you're reorganizing your records. What is this? Chronological?So let's go at this again. Still a lot about the junk I've held on to from yester-year...but this time with less structure and a more open forum for anything and everything else that I feel like sharing.
Dick: Not alphabetical.
Dick: No f-cking way.
Rob: Yep. I can tell you how I got from Deep Purple to Howlin' Wolf in just twenty-five moves. And, if I want to find the song "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac, I have to remember that I bought it for someone in the fall of 1983 pile but didn't give it to them for personal reasons.
Dick: That sounds...