Some people collect stamps, some baseball cards. Some people collect porcelain figurines, some shot glasses. My mother used to collect horses and elephants, albeit ceramic ones at 1/50th actual scale and thus more practical to set grazing. This guy I knew in college once cheekily proclaimed that he collected parking tickets, that is until I assume his unconventional hobby became cost prohibitive. I don’t remember him being around much Sophomore year. Everybody has a lane to maintain. Everybody, if they’re lucky, eventually locates their niche and sets up housekeeping. My abiding passion of possession is for movies. I think it’s only slightly irrational as compulsions go, but consider the source. Continue reading “Post No. 250: The Collector’s Edition Addition Addiction”
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