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Originally Posted by Balticfox
I'm also very careful about letting anyone know about my collections for security reasons. Generally there's no point in showing my stuff off to the uninitiated anyway. Unless a house guest also has the collecting gene, the conversations would typically go something like this:
GUEST - So how much is all of this stuff worth?
BALTICFOX - What does it matter? It's not for sale. And it's never been about the money for me anyway.
GUEST - But what are you going to do with this stuff when you die?
BALTICFOX - Nothing. I'll be dead. I won't be doing much of anything then.
GUEST - I mean have you ever thought of selling your collections now to buy something you can enjoy?
BALTICFOX - That's actually why I have these items. I enjoy having them! They bring me satisfaction and delight.
Oh, and by the way, what would you propose that I do with the money I get for my collectibles? Spend it on beer, wine and pot like you do leaving nothing other than a few more dead brain cells?
To please yourself!
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I am pretty much the same. I always say I couldn't care less if it is thrown in a dumpster or lit on fire when I die. The best part is the cheap stuff from the junk wax era is my favorite stuff. I can look at several Ruth cards and say yea I guess that is cool and thanks for repeatedly telling me what they are worth. Now hand me a handful of 80s-90s cards and you can't slap the smile off my face while looking at them.
I agree on the beer and wine but Weed always puts a smile on my face.