While a standalone record player would have its advantages, the nuances of owning a cabinet unit are exactly what I was looking for. As I work my way through my digital library and purchase my favorite albums on vinyl, music listening is going to become more the involving experience that it should be. While the fake wood exterior isn't the coolest, I view it as an opportunity to custom design a new facade. The best part of the story is that I bought it from someone who was just going to put it out to the side of the road; unaware of and uninterested in how valuable it would be to the right person. Thankfully, they decided to put it on Craigslist.
After an inaugural playing of Joe Jackson's Look Sharp!, my roommates and I rode our bikes up to the WAB for a late dinner. It seemed that we all had something to celebrate, as they had both recently gotten jobs. We chatted about beer and girls, among other things, and it was relaxing to be with two of my closest friends. At one point one of my roommates mentioned that he wouldn't mind coming to the WAB for dinner every Monday. I thought about their delicious honey mustard and how perfect the weather would be over the next couple months for sitting on the outdoor patio, with a lighter or heavier jacket depending on the temperature, and agreed with him. So many pieces of my life felt like they were falling in to place, all I could do was hope that I would keep up the inertia of happiness.
We didn't stay late, but thoughts of building a new music collection from scratch (awful pun completely unintended) kept me awake long into the night. Now, they're keeping me distracted at work.
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