This post could also be titled “Evidence that John is a huge dork.”
My second favorite part about working on John’s house is clearing it out (first favorite part is obviously seeing it transform from something we can’t stand to something that’s actually quite lovely!) Phase One is throwing out/donating items that we definitely don’t want. Phase Two is setting aside items we do want. Phase Three is dealing with whatever’s left because you couldn’t decide.
In this case, I mean John couldn’t decide.
We looked through them, laughed, and John told a few stories. Mostly I just did the laughing thing and quietly thought to myself, “Dude, I had some of these same albums on CDs. You were so behind the times!” Of course we are ten years apart in age so perhaps he was a bit behind the curve and I was a bit ahead.
Sadly, there were no mix tapes from old girlfriends. What is a tape collection without some mix tapes thrown in?!? Disappointing. That’s what.
Also disappointing? The fact that Collective Soul (J’s favorite) had to be neighbors with Chumbawamba. Shouldn’t just owning a Chubawamba tape be a relationship dealbreaker? haha
There were two saving graces though. One is matchbox twenty back when they were too-cool-for-school and spelled it matchbox20. I give John major props for owning this. Positioning LIVE in a nearby spot earned him a few points back as well (they’re locals and actually, I’m related to one of them!)
I wonder if John is at risk for losing his mancard over owning Jock Jams tapes? My vote is no because that is straight up hilarious. I wonder if I have my old Jock Jams CDs… we could re-live the Michael Jordan days and choreograph an awkward dance. That’s video-worthy, my friends.
What embarrassing items are still lurking around your house? Do you still have any cassette tapes in your possession? Or any other CDs you’re ashamed to admit you owned? I am certain I have a few of those I should dig out from my Mom’s house and blog about… if you’re lucky ;)