Saturday, September 17, 2016

Rasputin

Bless J.'s heart - one of his projects the past couple weeks has been going through all our vinyl albums (we have 100's.  Lots.  Tons.) to get them inventoried and then take them to Rasputin records. He phoned Rasputin and the guy said basically 'keep your expectations in check'.

Now we know why.

J. decided to take just 50 on the first trip.  The guy refused 33 of them.  Kept 17 he wanted to research.  Researched and came back - gave 10 of them back - and bought 7.  So from 50 down to 7 - and we made.....wait for it.....$1.50.  Yes, that's a decimal between the 1 and the 5.

So now we have 100's of remaining albums we are just going to donate somewhere.  The hospice donation in Jackson takes pretty much everything - and I'd be willing to drive up there and then go get a great chicken dinner at the casino and come home.  Trying not to play - I haven't played there in many months - just to get rid of all the albums.  Maybe twist hubby's arm to ride with me so two of us can unload all the albums and then we can go have a nice dinner together.

I think we will also call our local library to see if they would accept them.

If we had a new house to decorate, I'd be tempted to use them as a wall covering - like on Trading Spaces when Hildy used compact discs to cover a wall.


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