my parents
are having a garage sale this weekend that i wish i could partake in, although i can't because of work. they agreed to set up a table of my old clothes that i would like to sell and give me the profit of whatever goes. i'm currently in need of money, so this sale is really good timing.
they began piling stuff up in the garage to sell and i noticed my dad's boxes of old records today. my parents seem to think that if they own anything that isn't being currently used they should either throw it away or sell it. i understand they dont want useless clutter to fill up the basement, but how can you get rid of something like that? those records aren't worth anything, however, i'd imagine they must hold some sort of sentimental value to my dad. guess not? but seriously!!!! there were so many amazing albums. as i sorted through them i imagined a setting in which my father, 30 years ago, was listening to them, probably during really great and joyous times. i tried to imagine my father listening to them alone, with friends, drunk or stoned, happy or sad. i don't understand why everything they once owned is considered trash to them just because they don't use it often. isn't a bit of nostalgia good for the soul? i nearly got into a fight with my mom about selling them and couldn't help but give her a wise ass attitude. "WELL, MY BED IS NEVER USED. WHY DONT YOU SELL THAT TOO?"
so i managed to grab as many as i could before she yelled at me and told me if i took anymore i'd have to give her 5 bucks. she was slightly joking? but honestly it pains me to see them go. i don't know why exactly, but..it does. i feel the need to keep certain items from my past. not because i need to hold onto them to live within my past, but theres things id really like to pass on, even if they aren't necessarily worth any money value. anyway, i managed to salvage and keep hold within the walshak name some really good albums. david bowie, elton john, cat stevens, the beach boys, fleetwood mac, etc. kinda makes me want to invest in a record player. maybe goodwill will get one donated soon...
they began piling stuff up in the garage to sell and i noticed my dad's boxes of old records today. my parents seem to think that if they own anything that isn't being currently used they should either throw it away or sell it. i understand they dont want useless clutter to fill up the basement, but how can you get rid of something like that? those records aren't worth anything, however, i'd imagine they must hold some sort of sentimental value to my dad. guess not? but seriously!!!! there were so many amazing albums. as i sorted through them i imagined a setting in which my father, 30 years ago, was listening to them, probably during really great and joyous times. i tried to imagine my father listening to them alone, with friends, drunk or stoned, happy or sad. i don't understand why everything they once owned is considered trash to them just because they don't use it often. isn't a bit of nostalgia good for the soul? i nearly got into a fight with my mom about selling them and couldn't help but give her a wise ass attitude. "WELL, MY BED IS NEVER USED. WHY DONT YOU SELL THAT TOO?"
so i managed to grab as many as i could before she yelled at me and told me if i took anymore i'd have to give her 5 bucks. she was slightly joking? but honestly it pains me to see them go. i don't know why exactly, but..it does. i feel the need to keep certain items from my past. not because i need to hold onto them to live within my past, but theres things id really like to pass on, even if they aren't necessarily worth any money value. anyway, i managed to salvage and keep hold within the walshak name some really good albums. david bowie, elton john, cat stevens, the beach boys, fleetwood mac, etc. kinda makes me want to invest in a record player. maybe goodwill will get one donated soon...