So, the It Came From The Nerd Cave family was out doing some pickin’ and a thriftin’ yesterday morning. Stopped by a local thrift store and made a bee-line to the book section. As part of my efforts to expand my knowledge base (shout out to my brother-in-law for teaching me that phrase), I’ve been keeping an eye out for books on collectibles, antiques, and misc. stuff–price guides and such. And while I’m not a coin collector and don’t plan to become one, I noticed a 1984 Coin Values book and picked it up.
The title of this post is a line from the film American Splendor. Main man Harvey Pekar is a record collector and sells a few albums on the side. This was pre-Craigslist & eBay days so he mainly hits the flea markets and swap meets or trades with his collector buddies. He has an exchange with crotchety co-worker Mr. Boats in which he’s accused of holding back the primo albums from his collection and only selling the crap that nobody wants.
Well, duh Mr. Boats. Any collector worth his salt doesn’t easily part with the gems of his collection…that’s the point of collecting! And therein lies my dilemma. And yes, as you might have noticed if you’re a regular reader…I have a lot of dilemmas in my life. Apparently they’re my thang.
Seven organisms reside in our home. Four humans and three felines. And we all knew this day was coming. The day when my personal Nerd Cave would outgrow its own four walls and leak into the rest of the house. As Dan Patrick might opine, “you can’t stop it…you can only hope to contain it!” But while I’m quoting folks, remember what Bill Clinton said…”It depends on what your definition of ‘contain’ is.”
It’s a problem that probably faces every nerd collector/hoarder type out there sooner or later. You’ve been given/allowed/granted a specific amount of space for your crap–a basement, an attic, or, as in my case, a spare bedroom. Four walls in which your various hobbies, loves, and interests must be contained. There aren’t too many significant others out there who are enthusiastic about a Star Wars-themed kitchen. But what does one do when you’ve simply run out of room?
Well nerds, here we are. My two year anniversary as a world-renowned blogger, gazer of navel, and pusher of all things nerdy. Well, maybe not world-renowned. But I’m pretty dang renowned within my circle of 7 loyal readers.
BTW, if you don’t get the reference in the title of this post, then check out this video but please come back after you get done grooving to the sweet, sweet stylings of the Little River Band. Takes me back to the Summer of 78…
So, you ask, what’s going on with It Came From The Nerd Cave? What are we doing? Where are we going? Why does it smell like Fritos in here? I’m glad you asked… Continue reading
Did you happen to notice the new banner at the top of the page? Kinda hard to miss I suppose. I added it a couple of weeks ago but I’m just now getting around to commenting on it.
I liked the previous banner OK. But it was never meant to be a long-term thing. I’d originally composed it as a place-holder for the blog while I was learning Photoshop–until I could come up with something better. Then a combination of laziness and “Hey, that looks pretty good” took over and it held that place for almost two years.
The walls of my Nerd Cave are what my wife often calls “busy.” I may be a little dense, but I don’t think she means it as a compliment. But however you want to describe my art collection, it’s all done by design. I love the crowded look. I don’t necessarily design the room for other people, but I do enjoy watching folks walk in for the first time and not quite know what they should look at first. Or second…Some people end up looking like a kitten watching a laser dot bounce around.
One of the things I’ve tried to do in choosing art is to look for things that fall outside the realm of traditional rectangular, framed art. I want different. I like oddly shaped pieces, 3-D art, and such.
Recently, while lying around contemplating my life, I typed “Death Star” into the Etsy search box and stumbled upon Rebecca Gallaher’s Death Star art stenciled/spray-painted onto an old vinyl LP. My Spidey sense went off with that “I gotta have it” vibe so in the cart it went. You know the rest. My almost fully operational battle station arrived last week and I love it…
As I mentioned a few weeks ago, I’ve finally taken the plunge and started selling stuff on eBay. It took me a long time to get comfortable with the idea but I can say that so far, so good, and I’m glad I’ve done it. For anybody thinking about making some extra cash, read on…