Motherlode!

There was this stack of discs lying on the kitchen table at work.  Burnable computer CDs.  They had a handwritten sign next to them reading, “FREE MUSIC!  Take me!”,  so I picked up one or two of them and checked them out.  They looked like the CD equivalent of mix tapes.  I recognized a few artist names, enough to make me interested, but I had a lot to do, both at work and at home, so I put them back down and went on my way.  I figured someone else would be glad to have them.

A week later they were still on the kitchen table.  I hadn’t seen anyone take any of them in the intervening seven days, or even touch them.  I figured that if no one else was gonna take them in that span of time, I couldn’t be considered a swag hog, so I wrapped the whole stack in a piece of paper and threw them in my backpack.  When I got home, I took them out of my backpack, and threw them on my computer table.  And there they sat.  They got packed up for the move in Sealand, and unpacked here in Shadetree.

I just sat down to look at them and sort through them now.  And as it turns out, the titles that I took to be track names aren’t track names.  They’re album names.  The discs are full of music, in some cases entire discographies of the artists in question.  And all in mp3!

Score!