I’ve thought about giving away my rulebooks many times. I have a small collection that I will realistically never use, and that takes up a significant amount of space that we could use for things we actually need. As sad as it is, sometimes you have to let go of old memories to make room for new ones.
You’ll take my 3 plastic bins worth of accumulated childhood junk, that will probably never see the light of day again, sitting in my parents basement for the last decade, which I couldn’t remember most of the contents of if you put a gun to my head right now, from my cold dead hands. I might want to play with my sentimental pieces of plastic again when I get old enough to revert back into a five year old mentally.
Nah yeah at some point you gotta let that crap go, donate or ditch. Everyone should watch a few episodes of Hoarders once in their life.
Probably because they just collect dust and never get opened. I have a special box in the garage for all of my Calvin & Hobbes, and D&D first print books. I don’t really ever open it, but I can’t bring myself to give them away.
Those are cool enough to keep somewhere as decoration tbh. Put them in some glass or something. Or just cover them in plastic and put them on the coffee table y’know?
“Hey you haven’t used these things in 30 years” is the perfect excuse when cleaning out the attic. I kept my dice, though; cold, dead hands and all that.
I suppose they’re just not interesting enough to be considered coffee table books. I mean, I haven’t looked at my (signed) Michael Whelan book in years, but that’s not going anywhere. Ever. My wife got me that for my birthday one year - she does have her brilliant moments.
Of course, last year my daughter discovered RPG in college. sigh
Why would she ever want you to do that? That’s so sad.
I’ve thought about giving away my rulebooks many times. I have a small collection that I will realistically never use, and that takes up a significant amount of space that we could use for things we actually need. As sad as it is, sometimes you have to let go of old memories to make room for new ones.
You’ll take my 3 plastic bins worth of accumulated childhood junk, that will probably never see the light of day again, sitting in my parents basement for the last decade, which I couldn’t remember most of the contents of if you put a gun to my head right now, from my cold dead hands. I might want to play with my sentimental pieces of plastic again when I get old enough to revert back into a five year old mentally.
Nah yeah at some point you gotta let that crap go, donate or ditch. Everyone should watch a few episodes of Hoarders once in their life.
Probably because they just collect dust and never get opened. I have a special box in the garage for all of my Calvin & Hobbes, and D&D first print books. I don’t really ever open it, but I can’t bring myself to give them away.
Those are cool enough to keep somewhere as decoration tbh. Put them in some glass or something. Or just cover them in plastic and put them on the coffee table y’know?
“Hey you haven’t used these things in 30 years” is the perfect excuse when cleaning out the attic. I kept my dice, though; cold, dead hands and all that.
I suppose they’re just not interesting enough to be considered coffee table books. I mean, I haven’t looked at my (signed) Michael Whelan book in years, but that’s not going anywhere. Ever. My wife got me that for my birthday one year - she does have her brilliant moments.
Of course, last year my daughter discovered RPG in college. sigh