I sold a bunch of my painstakingly collected vinyl to Amoeba tonight. All the jazz and rock stuff I collected beginning in New York in 1997. I was surprisingly sad to part with these records-- even though I haven't put them on a turntable in a couple of years. They gave me a pittance for the stuff I worked to hard to collect.
In the effort to leave with some dignity, I insisted in using some of my store credit to purchase a JB's compilation. It's not an original issue JB's album (which I parted with tonight), but it made the drive back a little less sad.
You need to notify Anna and myself before you do something like that again please.
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