We blew it

Bought and watched (for the second time) Easy Rider today. I'll be writing papers on it for film class.

It's an awesome, awesome flick, and only a week into this class, I'm beginning to appreciate film more as an art form, and recognize techniques and devices of the medium. Funny how sometimes such simple things can never occur to you until pointed out.

After I finished watching the movie and the hour-long commentary, I put the DVD back in its case and lined it up on the shelf with my other few, and sort of marvelled at my tiny collection. It's tough to not think of defining myself by my possessions. When I take in great music, literature, or cinema, I persuade myself that purchasing my own copy is a good idea because I will want to listen/read/watch it often, but I know there's another force that draws me to own it.

If somehow my favorite books, music, movies, weblinks, etc, could be combined, would this be a close image of me?

I don't scoff at that idea as much as I should. Good morning America.