I was digging through my pile of records while cleaning up the basement. My mother is on this kick to get rid of things and I have to stay one step ahead of her which I do by moving things from an old box to a new box. I think if I find enough stuff to throw out or donate then this crazy woman will give up trying to limit her carbon footprint by messing with mine.
I like my stuff. It's all cool stuff. Even back in the day I was always one who acquired and held onto neat things. I always looked forward to the time when I would have my own place to decorate as I pleased. I never really believed I would have a woman who would deny me my beloved chatskis (sp?) so I was free to pursue my decorating vision - sorta Hemingway meets Indiana Jones.
Anyways, this record got put on the play stack along with a William Shatner album of some talks he gave on Star Trek back in the day. I need to do a post on my album collection. I am beyond being embarrassed by what I have because I remember why I got those albums in the first place. The Conway Twitty abominations were passed down and stand as the worst thing my father left me. I wish I could get rid of them but there is sentimental value there. DAMN YOU TWITTY!!!!
This story of Star Wars was all we had in the days, months and years before video tapes allowed us to watch the film over and over again. I suspect that there are many people out there around my age that can recite the movie word for word because of this album. It told the tale of the movie with narration but with lots of the original dialog and music and sound effects. It was the first time I had experienced the concept of hearing a story I knew on record. It was like my first audio book.
In fact a few years later when they showed 'Star Wars' and 'Empire Strikes Back' as a double feature, my buddy and I were sitting behind these two girls our age and we were saying the dialogue from 'Star Wars' to ourselves back and forth. They of course could hear us the whole time. I expected that at anytime they would turn around and tell us to shut up because of course what we were doing is annoying, but they never did.
At intermission they came up to us and told us that what we did was amazing. They were waiting for us to mess up but we never did. It was the first time that my geekness actually got me the girl...and a geek girl to boot.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.