I think it’s time to stop living in the past and admit that I never access CDs after I have ripped them — and stop devoting so many square feet of wall to making them easy to get to. Since I never do. Here in the 21st Century, they’re solely for backup.
—jwz: kissing the CD goodbye.
We just spent a couple of days stressing over where, and how, to store our CDs. Look, there they are, on the wall.
