My Collection
Do you have display cabinets full of stuff? With it all neatly labelled, cross-referenced and entered into a database. Have you been to a convention? Do other collectors look up to you in awe?
I thought I was above this one. I'm not that autistically geeky that I have a Collection with a capital C. But no, I remembered I'm hoarding away every version of "Inside Macintosh" ever published.
What do you collect? And why? I mean, what makes you do it?
( , Thu 11 Jan 2007, 16:52)
Do you have display cabinets full of stuff? With it all neatly labelled, cross-referenced and entered into a database. Have you been to a convention? Do other collectors look up to you in awe?
I thought I was above this one. I'm not that autistically geeky that I have a Collection with a capital C. But no, I remembered I'm hoarding away every version of "Inside Macintosh" ever published.
What do you collect? And why? I mean, what makes you do it?
( , Thu 11 Jan 2007, 16:52)
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Dusty collection
I have a very valuable and unique collection. It’s all a bit dusty these days, but hardly a day goes by without me pulling out one or other item, polishing it off, sometimes sharing it with others and carefully filing it away again.
I am, of course, dear readers, talking about my collection of youthful memories. Last week I was very busy so didn’t get a chance to share my many failures with you, but one of them was my failure to become a writer. As I travelled around Europe in the early 1980s, I kept a series of diaries in scrawled biro in school-type notebooks. My intention was to turn them into a novel, I even had a title: ‘Master of None’. Sadly, the notebooks now reside in my locker at work and although I never wrote the book, I have at last found a publisher for my work…B3ta QOTW.
Another gem from the collection later I hope. I will be picking up the trail of young Che as he went up into the Alps in December in search of bar work in the ski resorts…
( , Fri 12 Jan 2007, 9:26, Reply)
I have a very valuable and unique collection. It’s all a bit dusty these days, but hardly a day goes by without me pulling out one or other item, polishing it off, sometimes sharing it with others and carefully filing it away again.
I am, of course, dear readers, talking about my collection of youthful memories. Last week I was very busy so didn’t get a chance to share my many failures with you, but one of them was my failure to become a writer. As I travelled around Europe in the early 1980s, I kept a series of diaries in scrawled biro in school-type notebooks. My intention was to turn them into a novel, I even had a title: ‘Master of None’. Sadly, the notebooks now reside in my locker at work and although I never wrote the book, I have at last found a publisher for my work…B3ta QOTW.
Another gem from the collection later I hope. I will be picking up the trail of young Che as he went up into the Alps in December in search of bar work in the ski resorts…
( , Fri 12 Jan 2007, 9:26, Reply)
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