Oh, dear. I joke to friends that if you looked at my CD collection you'd think I was 80 years old. OK, maybe 70. I have a thing for 50s and 60s bubble gum. One time a friend borrowed it to make an exercise routine (she's young enough that she'd never heard of bubble gum). Left her car unlocked, and my entire collection was stolen! It was actually funny; all I could think of was imagining some teen or twenty-somethings taking home the CDs and being really, really, really angry. Petula Clark? The Monkees? Buddy Holly? The Archies? They must have pooped a rectangular clay building block. She, by the way, took my list and came as close as possible to replacing all the CDs, in spite of her insurance not covering it (unlocked car?).