Crazy collections

[ejp626]

Don't know if this is for real, but was reading about a guy in Australia who is collecting vomit bags from different air carriers (unused presumably). So I'll bring that up the next time I get hassled a bit over my jazz collection.

I basically collect three things - jazz and a bit of classical music, DVDs and books. In none of these cases am I particularly worried about first, second, etc. printing/pressing. I am very much about using the media and not storing it away in a vault. So that's not too much like a real collector. On the other hand, I have more music, books, video etc. than I can comfortably listen to in a typical year and I am a bit like a junky in needing a fix of something new on a monthly basis.

Anyway, if anyone wants to share stories about their collections, please go ahead.

[BeBop]

Sounds like you wouldn't be impressed by my original Royal Air Cambodge air sickness bag.

[Chuck Nessa]

Cambodge?

That's pretty impressive.

[7/4]

I have a very nice nose goblin collection. I've been working on it since I was a kid.

[Noj]

I have a very nice nose goblin collection. I've been working on it since I was a kid.

Funny, this thread immediately made me think of Stimpy's booger collection that he had stuck under his foot stool. You know, the one that sang as a barbershop quartet.

[7/4]

I have a very nice nose goblin collection. I've been working on it since I was a kid.

Funny, this thread immediately made me think of Stimpy's booger collection that he had stuck under his foot stool. You know, the one that sang as a barbershop quartet.

Edited February 19, 2006 by 7/4

[Chuck Nessa]

Funny, this thread immediately made me think of Stimpy's booger collection that he had stuck under his foot stool.

Mine is under my left leg, just behind the knee

[kinuta]

I've always been a collector. I started off with matchbox labels and book matches,cigarette packets,

magazines, especially Eagle,45's, lps, cassettes,cds, Betamax tapes, VHS tapes, Super VHS tapes and DVDs.

I knew I was odd when my dad took me to a football game and I spent the time happily collecting used matchsticks. That was the end of my dad's efforts to introduce me to manly pursuits like football.