{"id":155,"date":"2004-03-30T22:42:00","date_gmt":"2004-03-30T22:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jclark.org\/weblog\/Miscellany\/Ideas\/havingitall.html"},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-30T04:00:00","slug":"havingitall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jclark.org\/weblog\/2004\/03\/30\/havingitall\/","title":{"rendered":"Having It All"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Note: This is the first in a series of posts I&#8217;m planning to write to help focus my thoughts on electronic clutter&#8230; like the 5000+ items in my inbox at work, or the 2000+ unread items in my aggregator.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I am a collector.  I do not always collect, but I have the collector&#8217;s mentality.  As a child, I collected stamps and baseball cards.  Although I spent some time admiring the designs of the stamps, I was never more than a passing pro baseball fan.  I collected not because of a raw interest in what I collected, but because of a need to collect.  To count and categorize.  To compare what I had against a known universe of what I could collect.  <\/p>\n<p>Like any good (bad) habit, this didn&#8217;t end in childhood.  At my previous job (over 6 years ago), the cafeteria carried Nantucket Nectars juices.  I was a serious fan of their cranberry juice coctail, and  had at least one a day.  If you&#8217;ve never seen Nantucket Nectars drinks, they come in bottle very similar to Snapple.  On the underside of each bright purple metal bottlecap was a little piece of trivia about the town of Nantucket and its residents.  Some of it was pretty esoteric, but it was interesting, different.  So I found a box and began to collect these bottle caps.  I don&#8217;t know why.  Even today, my TiVo is filled with episodes of Good Eats waiting to be put onto tape, because I&#8217;m collecting them.<\/p>\n<p>I am also a pack rat&#8230; a related condition.   Over the past weekend Sherri and I cleaned our garage.  We have a two-car garage which has never seen a car inside it in the three years we have lived here.  This is half due to things like bicycles, lawnmowers, and other items for which I have no other place to store.  But it is also half due to a large number of boxes (and a few other large items) that we stored in the garage <em>temporarily<\/em> when we moved into the house.  Alot of this stuff was mine, and alot of it was only there because I&#8217;m a packrat.  I have a Commodore 64 and a disk drive for same, plus many, many floppies for it that are sure to no longer work.  I have the first PC that I bought after Sherri and I were married, a 75mhz Pentium that may or may not have had a processor upgrade (don&#8217;t remember).  I have two old Sun machines, I think they are Sparc 1&#8217;s.  They were originally network clients, and have no internal HDs.  Tried to get one working with a SCSI hard drive someone gave me a few years ago, to no avail.  Wouldn&#8217;t mind getting them to net-boot Linux (if I knew how).  I have an HP600 inkjet printer that <em>might<\/em> work, and an HP LaserJet III that mostly works, but needs a new infeed roller.  I used to have a real live VAX complete with teletype, but I finally threw that out when we moved here.  I have a 40+ year old oscilloscope and a 25+ year old portable reel-to-reel tape deck, and I have no idea if either work.  And that&#8217;s just (most of) the technology stuff.  Nevermind the books, old papers, etc.<\/p>\n<p>I got rid of alot of junk and clutter, but most of the computer stuff is still in the garage (and yes,  there&#8217;s more in the basement)&#8230; you just never know when you&#8217;re going to need it.  I did manage to throw away a box I found, full of slightly rusted purple bottle caps.  <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Note: This is the first in a series of posts I&#8217;m planning to write to help focus my thoughts on electronic clutter&#8230; like the 5000+ items in my inbox at work, or the 2000+ unread items in my aggregator. I am a collector. I do not always collect, but I have the collector&#8217;s mentality. 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