On Sunday I decided that after two whole years of not-surfing, I could no longer justify keeping a surfboard in a Manhattan apartment. Craig came over to pick it up!
I'd been toying with the idea of giving away my television for years, but it was easier to talk about than to actually do. As soon as I'd be ready to give it away, there'd always be a new show to watch. Eventually, my neighbor mentioned she needed a TV at her art gallery to display movies and it seemed like a good-enough cause to finally justify parting ways
It also included 30 pages of output from some archaic media-planning software that is total gibberish to me now but had something to do with buying tv spots in the late nineties.
I finally decided to part with a bunch of really awesome guitar tab books. The internet wasn't as good back in 1992 so I had to supplement my free time by learning how to play every Metallica song.
In addition to getting rid of a bunch of notebooks, I also decided to get rid of some boxes from college. Found my presentation for Carla Lloyd's 1997 advertising class.
I spent Sunday evening going through boxes of old stuff and taking pictures of some stuff that I decided to get rid of. Like this notebook filled with my high school art class drawings!
Monday clean-up means the discovery of more devices I have known and loved! Clockwise from top-left: 3Com Palm III (1998), Motorola StarTAC (1996), Sony DSC-U40 (one of my favorite cameras ever) 2003, iPod v4 (2003, LG Clamshell VX?? (2005?), Danger Hiptop Sidekick 3 (2006)
It's hard for me to get rid of stuff so I take a photo of it and somehow that helps me let it go. See you later, fictitious Saturn media plan that I had to do for university in 1997.
Later that night I used an adapter I'd recently purchased to copy all the data off a bunch of IDEs I had laying around. (Oh, the things we do to keep our data around).
...but man, oh man is it a relic of totally non-useful information. Here's an example of the media plan we had to put together for Nordstrom using the latest cutting edge media planning software...
One of Doug's old band's from San Diego days: Track list: Talking to Myself. March of the Zebras. Follow Your Horse. All Right. Carousel of Heavy Animals. Sally the Sea Serpent & Her Eternal Liquid Youth. Daze. Love is a Beautiful Game. Fears. My Road...
I spent Saturday morning working on my continued quest to declutter and get rid of things that I have squirreled away that I should just part with. But not before taking a photo of them! 2nd-gen iPod (the very first one they made that had a touchscreen wheel instead of an actual wheel!) and and old LG clamshell cell phone!
A weird birthday card from my aunt. I love getting birthday cards, but feel bad throwing them out. How long are you supposed to hang on to them anyway?
A couple of months before my birthday, my grandmother (mom's mom) told a story at dinner about how she was really strict when my parents were dating and so they all called her "The Warden." I thought this was really funny - something she remembered when she sent me a birthday card!
If your band needs a shitty guitar player, I'm still available! I will, however, need to borrow a guitar now. I wasn't playing it enough to justify keeping it and an amplifier so I gave it away (to Catrinel, I think?)
The Dreamcast controller was so rad. It had a little LCD screen in the middle that was part of a removable storage card that also was a teeny tiny game player itself!
My very first job at Nerve (in May 2001) was selling advertising space in their short-lived print magazine! After holding on to a bunch of copies of all four issues of the magazine, I decided it was time to let them go.
It's hard for me to give things away because objects often act as triggers for memories, and to give up the object is to let go of that memory. I started taking photos of things that I want to get rid of and found that it made parting with stuff easier. (I can still read through all the CD spines in the hi-rez version).
...and started putting aside books to donate. We'd just found out that Stuytown wanted to increase our rent again and decided to find a new apartment instead of renew our lease! (Over the next few months, I ended up getting rid of hundreds of books! But not before dragging most of them to on to another apartment).
