I’m tired. I hate to whine, but I’m dragging massive ass over here. Yeah, I know… I’m not working in a coal mine for 15 hours a day, or roofing houses in Georgia or something, so I should just shut my cannoli-hole and quit the bitching.
I get it, but the fact remains: I’m exhausted. I’d love to sleep in a temperature-controlled room for an unlimited amount of time, get up and eat some stuff, then go back to bed for a while. Oh well.
Our yard sale is coming up, and I’m hemming and hawing about the shit-ton of CDs in our basement. What do you guys think I should do with them? Almost all are stamped as promotional copies, which complicates matters. I’d prefer to sell them at half dotcom, but they don’t allow promos. At least I don’t believe they do… Can someone confirm this?
I don’t like the thought of thieving bastards stuffing my discs into their Fruit of the Looms, or trying to buy them for a dime each, and that kind of thing. I don’t have the patience for such nonsense at this point, and it could get ugly. I’d rather sell them online, individually, but don’t know if that’s possible because of the promo stamps.
However, I remember going to a few parking lot sales at the late, great Rhino Records in Los Angeles years ago — and they sold promos right out in the open. Everything was a dollar, and they set up several gigantic tents and piled tens of thousands of discs on tables, in no order whatsoever. It was a treasure hunt, and I bought some fantastic stuff there. Man, I’m getting all misty just thinking about it…
Do any of you have suggestions on how I could liquidate my massive collection of promotional CDs, without giving them away, or having assholes boost them? Any ideas?
I’ve heard nothing about the big Surf Reporter lunch last Friday in Charleston. How did it go? We need reports, stat. Please tell us about it in the comments.
And I’d be really appreciative if you guys could take a few minutes and tell us your favorite line or scene from Crossroads Road. Please post it here. Right now there are only four entries, and that looks kinda… sad. If you’ve read the book, please tell us your favorite part. As Ike Godsey would say, I’m much obliged.
And speaking of Ike Godsey, that’s the kind of ancient reference I sometimes make in the real world, which causes people to stare at me in confusion and concern. Especially young people, which is understandable, I guess. I’m an old burned-out husk of a fattie, always spewing the dated references.
However… I was talking with someone a few days ago who has never seen an episode of Seinfeld. How is that possible?? I asked her what she watched when she was younger, and she mentioned some show with “medicine woman” in the title. What in the tambourine-shaking hell?? I’m like a creature from a different era now.
But when I was a youngling I knew about old TV shows, and old musicians, and that sort of thing. Why don’t the current youngsters know anything about the recent past? My kids certainly do, but I’m pretty sure they’re not a part of the majority.
Do you ever make references that go over like a turd in a hot tub? I’m not talking about obscure hipster references, but things that you believe everyone should understand? Please tell us about it. And am I wrong in believing that these kids today know less about the popular culture of the past than we did? I’d like to know your thoughts on it.
And I’m going to work now. Did I mention that I’m struggling a bit? Good god.
See you guys tomorrow, I hope.