Expanding on that...
Reading mr_chip 's thoughts on his personal archives of media and got me thinking, or perhaps wanting to expand on some of those ideas as they apply to me.
I don't have same affection for tangible books, music, movies, and video games that many people have. My media selection is easily constrained to one one bookshelf. Also, and probably much to the chagrin of my very good friends neurodancer and sashasana , I no longer own a television (sent it home with my mom when she was visiting over the weekend, where I'm sure it will be put to good use for the super bowl). This is in no way to suggest that I don't value or consume media (I do!) or think less of those who do; just ask my about any Top Gear UK series episode. The point of this being that media archiving is not something that interests me much.
As a counterpoint here is something I do have affection for: the oxford comma.
But...
I have a bigger problem. If I had my druthers and no checks and balances, I would archive modes of transportation. Fortunately, this is hard to do, in that it takes a lot of space. I've seen what this can do to others. I know people who have the same thing going, and never stopped. It often ends with a few acres of land, some zoning problems and 100 cars, of which 5 are drivable at any given time. Probably another 20 are the proverbial Saturday afternoon away from being roadworthy and the rest in various states of rustoration (not a typo).
BTW, if this describes you, I love you guys and am better for knowing you. Also, I can't do it, and need to make sure I reverse my direction before I have a real problem.
It is this nagging at me, and again realizing that I wasn't finding the saturdays to deal with this small projects that caused me to make a big shift this year. This may be the first year in the last 5 that the fleet was reduced. I sold 4 vehicles this year. I still have 60% of the fleet left, and intend to cut it another 20% (from the high) this year. Having had one car for three years that was a Saturday away from being in the state I wanted it to be I realized that finding that Saturday was no longer a priority for me.
I will say, in my defense, that I had one car project that included taking the engine apart over a year previous that got finished this year in time to go to Monterey for the big car weekend festivities (and a huge thanks to my hosts emdiar and rednikki for lodging and shenanigans).
The lesson learned from this, or at least the lesson I'm taking from this, is that I actually do choose my battles/priorities, but I need to work harder at making sure that when my priorities change, I keep the inventory of things/projects in my life in compliance. The trick is that I have a weakness for the things that I might have been able to save and make into great things (who doesn't want to be able to execute a perfect FIAT x1/9 project?) even and especially when I have a "I could have saved that one" mentality about it. I want to be the kid from the children's story saving all the starfish by tossing them back into the ocean when the water has receded, but I need to be the adult who suggests quite rationally that you can't save them all.
I may have turned into an adult, and that kills me just a little. Fuck.
I don't have same affection for tangible books, music, movies, and video games that many people have. My media selection is easily constrained to one one bookshelf. Also, and probably much to the chagrin of my very good friends neurodancer and sashasana , I no longer own a television (sent it home with my mom when she was visiting over the weekend, where I'm sure it will be put to good use for the super bowl). This is in no way to suggest that I don't value or consume media (I do!) or think less of those who do; just ask my about any Top Gear UK series episode. The point of this being that media archiving is not something that interests me much.
As a counterpoint here is something I do have affection for: the oxford comma.
But...
I have a bigger problem. If I had my druthers and no checks and balances, I would archive modes of transportation. Fortunately, this is hard to do, in that it takes a lot of space. I've seen what this can do to others. I know people who have the same thing going, and never stopped. It often ends with a few acres of land, some zoning problems and 100 cars, of which 5 are drivable at any given time. Probably another 20 are the proverbial Saturday afternoon away from being roadworthy and the rest in various states of rustoration (not a typo).
BTW, if this describes you, I love you guys and am better for knowing you. Also, I can't do it, and need to make sure I reverse my direction before I have a real problem.
It is this nagging at me, and again realizing that I wasn't finding the saturdays to deal with this small projects that caused me to make a big shift this year. This may be the first year in the last 5 that the fleet was reduced. I sold 4 vehicles this year. I still have 60% of the fleet left, and intend to cut it another 20% (from the high) this year. Having had one car for three years that was a Saturday away from being in the state I wanted it to be I realized that finding that Saturday was no longer a priority for me.
I will say, in my defense, that I had one car project that included taking the engine apart over a year previous that got finished this year in time to go to Monterey for the big car weekend festivities (and a huge thanks to my hosts emdiar and rednikki for lodging and shenanigans).
The lesson learned from this, or at least the lesson I'm taking from this, is that I actually do choose my battles/priorities, but I need to work harder at making sure that when my priorities change, I keep the inventory of things/projects in my life in compliance. The trick is that I have a weakness for the things that I might have been able to save and make into great things (who doesn't want to be able to execute a perfect FIAT x1/9 project?) even and especially when I have a "I could have saved that one" mentality about it. I want to be the kid from the children's story saving all the starfish by tossing them back into the ocean when the water has receded, but I need to be the adult who suggests quite rationally that you can't save them all.
I may have turned into an adult, and that kills me just a little. Fuck.