Getting ready to move sucks and rules all at the same time...It's a shit-load of work (just ask Mrs F, who is kicking ass packing and purging), but it also allows for some nostalgic re-discovery as you go through old boxes, etc, and a cathartic relief as you purge stuff you no longer need.
Tonite I am clearing through my workshop/room of shame/cave of shit and I found—finally—a CD I've been missing since we moved here in 2001. I've donated two cars since we lived here and I had convinced myslef it must have been in one of them. I tore those two cars apart like Popeye Doyle looking for Frog One's heroin, but never found it.
Until tonite—years later. Inside a box of miscellaneous crap I stumbled across a copy of Chris Whitley's "Terra Incognita" (excellent album, btw). But that's not the CD I've been looking for—I had two copies of that. The CD that's eluded me lo these many years was in the case behind the Whitley CD...
Rage Against the Machines—"Renegades"
It's 1 a.m., so I can't have reunion with this CD that I want, but tomorrow morning people on Stadium Blvd better look the fuck out, because the Volvo will be ripping it up.