Until very recently, my bedroom at my parent’s house was just as I left it the day I moved out for college. Over the years I put a number of things on the wall going back to my grade school days, seemingly, and it doesn’t seem I removed any decorations before putting up others. There were a lot of music posters up showcasing the diverse interests of my youth: Guns n’ Roses, Weezer, Nine inch Nails, Liz Phair, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony. The tickets from the first concerts I went to were on my tackboard: The Beach Boys, Sonic Youth, Nine Inch Nails, Weezer, Material Issue and Smashing Pumpkins. I used to think I was going to be an extreme skier (keep in mind I grew up in Illinois and maybe skied in Colorado a total of 15 days in high school), so I had cut out pictures from ski magazines that I subscribed to. For a time I collected comic books so there were posters of Wolverine, Spiderman and other superheroes. Other random things covered the spots that were left: notes my mom would leave me before she would go to work were all posted to the … Continue reading