No, no I don't have time to write a blog entry. I'm currently fighting a war with myself over the storage of video tapes in the study. The tapes seem to be winning, although I'm about ready to pitch them all.
There's a strange malady among movie collectors that causes us to stockpile movies against some future possibility of needing it right away. We pore over the TV listings, archiving strange films that air at 3 a.m. against the remote chance that someone will come along looking for it, and we will be able to pull the film from our shelves, brandishing it triumphantly. The humble seeker will be in awe at our collection, and finally the world will recognize us as true Masters of the Universe.
In reality, our shelves are so clogged with poorly-labeled tapes that it's a wonder we can find anything. The miserly part of me doesn't want to throw away a box of tapes (tapes originally purchased for roughly 80 cents each) – OK, four boxes of tapes that are nominally "worth" something. On the other hand, it would probably be worth the money in trashed tapes to get my study space and my sanity back. Lord knows I'm never going to watch these 80 zillion Buffy episodes again, especially when they can be had on DVD (eventually) for two bucks an episode. Hey, that's only 160 zillion bucks.
I think these boxes are headed for the dumpster. Anyone want a few dozen video tapes, slightly used?
There's a strange malady among movie collectors that causes us to stockpile movies against some future possibility of needing it right away. We pore over the TV listings, archiving strange films that air at 3 a.m. against the remote chance that someone will come along looking for it, and we will be able to pull the film from our shelves, brandishing it triumphantly. The humble seeker will be in awe at our collection, and finally the world will recognize us as true Masters of the Universe.
In reality, our shelves are so clogged with poorly-labeled tapes that it's a wonder we can find anything. The miserly part of me doesn't want to throw away a box of tapes (tapes originally purchased for roughly 80 cents each) – OK, four boxes of tapes that are nominally "worth" something. On the other hand, it would probably be worth the money in trashed tapes to get my study space and my sanity back. Lord knows I'm never going to watch these 80 zillion Buffy episodes again, especially when they can be had on DVD (eventually) for two bucks an episode. Hey, that's only 160 zillion bucks.
I think these boxes are headed for the dumpster. Anyone want a few dozen video tapes, slightly used?
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