constantly on the lookout for something to save

Tzippi and I were walking in Rechovoth recently, on the way to an eye check-up, when we noticed some broken vinyl records on the ground. Tzippi had no problem just glancing and continuing to walk on, but I had to stop and check out what they were. They were classics - Barenboim and Perlman performing Beethoven sonatas, and the like. But they were also very broken. There wasn't even anything to put on the turntable, and it was obvious that even if there was, it would have been terribly scratched.

But that's beside the point. The point is that I had to pick up those records in order to see what they were. And after satisfying my curiosity, I also had to suppress my compulsion to pocket those totally useless pieces of vinyl.

And it's not as though we don't have enough unlistened to records at that, though most of those aren't listened to because we don't get around to them, rather than because they don't work. We've got countless cassettes as well, and some of those are still being saved, even though they also are totally dysfunctional - perhaps broken, or maimed in such a way that we can't listen to them. Still, they sit in a box, waiting for me to one day part with them.