AMBIENT THOUGHT – EPISODE Ninety Four: The Things And The Stuff

The following and all of the other episodes to come are snapshots of what goes on in my head, now and in the past. There are times none of this will make sense. There will be times when I might get lucky and the blog I post will be well constructed and will flow like a mountain stream to an awaiting lake below. Other times it will seem like the ramblings of a madman and you’ll ask yourself, “What the……?”
You should probably get used to the latter.

EPISODE NINETY FOUR:  The Things And The Stuff


This blog post is partially inspired by George Carlin…


Human beings love to collect stuff. We are just like ravens that see something shiny and want to carry it to their nests.
And I’m guilty of it myself. Oh, boy, am I guilty.

I’m one of those typical guys that want all of the newest gadgets and electronics. In my life, I have had and have quite a few. When I was a kid, it started out with the toy train and a race track. Then a remote control truck and a program controlled tank called a Big Trak (look it up kids, you’ll see what I’m talking about). I had a bunch of battery operated trucks called Stompers and Rough Riders.
And I loved music, so I had different electronic instruments for kids and a boom box. And I had a music staple that everybody listened to music on, The Sony Walkman. I went through a couple of those. I was always listening to it. And then there was the Atari but that had some sort of internal issue and you could only see half the colors. Sad.

Then, life changed when I got a VCR. My life became nothing but watching one movie right after another. The money I got from allowances that usually went to toys and gadgets, went to rent movies at the local video store. Some of those I had a problem letting my parents know I was renting and some that I tried to keep hide. Puberty may have had something to do with it.

Then I got old enough for a job to buy my own things and then came the car, the biggest life changer a kid can go through. Freedom and hanging out with your friends became way more important to most kids. For me, though, I still had room for more stuff.

I still have the taste to buy cool gadgets and stuff. From a drone to GoPro cameras to microphones for recording sounds and podcasting. I even have a really cool and expensive lightsaber that my wife got me for my 45th birthday. It’s one of the greatest things I have ever got and if you told my ten-year-old self that I would get a cool blue lightsaber, he would have freaked out. Then he would ask why he couldn’t have it then and there would be a crying, tantrum-having ten years old on your hands. Good luck with that.

There is nothing wrong with having stuff. Nothing.

We are a society that loves things and stuff. Just look at landfills and junkyards of all the stuff that we got rid of.

Yeah. Maybe we have too much stuff.

I was thinking about this the other day. I use to love finding reasons to use my GoPro’s and shooting film and finding different ways I can get a cool shot with them. As of this writing, I haven’t used them for months. As much as I don’t want to admit this out in the open like this, I wouldn’t be honest with myself if I didn’t. They are just sitting there collecting dust. I look at them and think about what I want to do with them and then whatever inspiration I had left in a blink of an eye and I’m on to something else.

I go through phases. For a while it was nothing but GoPro cameras and accessories, then it was making paracord bracelets, then it was collecting Star Wars and Indiana Jones and other action figures. Right now I’m collecting things that inspire me to write (t-shirts, an old typewriter like the one my dad had when I was a kid, books, etc.).

There have been things that I have never stopped collecting even though I might wane from time to time. I have always collected books. I have always collected movies. And I have collected more things than I can count.

Maybe too many things…

There’s nothing wrong with wanting to have stuff. We might look at some souvenir that we got from some faraway place, a cheap piece of plastic that may not last ten years, and think of the wonderful time we had there and what transpired on the day you bought it.
You see, it’s not that piece of plastic that means so much. It’s the heartfelt memories that are attached to it.

All these things we buy, expensive or not, it’s the memories we want to be attached to them. Even the books we read, it’s the memories of the places they let us go to in our minds. The cameras we buy, it’s the memories that we can capture on film so we can show others what we saw. Your memories can become memories for others, even if they weren’t there to share it at the time it was made.

That’s what it’s all about. It’s not the actual physical stuff. It’s not the useless things that we spend money on. It’s not the gadgets that we save for.
It’s all the memories we want to make with them.

It’s those memories that’s the most important than the things and the stuff.

Eventually, those things and that stuff will break or become lost. They will find themselves in other places away from us. Maybe we’ll throw them away or give them to Goodwill or give them to somebody else. We’ll just be giving away the things and stuff. Not the important things and stuff we got from them.

A lot of us have too much stuff. We collect and fill our homes. We might even rent storage areas to put the stuff we don’t use often but can’t bring ourselves to get rid of.
Sometimes we need to let go. We have the memories. That’s the main thing.

I envy people who don’t need or want a lot. I’d like to confine myself to just books, a few cool toys, things to write with, and a couple of hobbies and the equipment that goes with them. The other things can be just too much icing on the cake.

One day I’ll get there. One day I’ll just need the memories.

And my lightsaber.

-Loyd Elmore
December, 29th 2017


I’ve decided to keep a blog about how I’m dealing with depression. I’m going to consider this a form of therapy. It might not help anybody else but it might help me.


One thought on “AMBIENT THOUGHT – EPISODE Ninety Four: The Things And The Stuff

  1. We are butterflies, going from flower to flower, craft to interest to art to wisdom, learning as we go. Some artists are sharpshooters, just targeting the same thing over and over until they can hit any target. But we flitter and rise and float about. Different gardens, different flowers, but eventually we visit that flower patch again.

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