Man Cave Profile #3
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My name is Carl “Mao” Smith, I am a 32 year old Iowa native, and my man cave centers around my love of music, and my dire need to get out of college (I am studying to be a pharmacist at Creighton University). Here is my man cave.
The money shot, I tried to get it all in one pic.
Detail of the downstairs bookcase, my broke-ass TV and Guitar Hero axe. The TV only works for 15-45 minutes before it goes blank. Then you have to turn it off for 20 minutes, then it works again… the cool-down gets longer every time. The pisser is that this is where my wife is most likely going to make me watch NFL. Not on my sweet 40” flat screen I just bought upstairs. Oh well, a lifetime ruling in the cave is better than a lifetime serving above. My other big bookcase wouldn’t fit into the cave, which is the biggest down-point of our new house to me. So I put all the smart-guy (aka nonfiction) books down here.
Detail on my sock monkey. I’ve had it since 1974. My perpetual mascot. Oh, and my liquid study aids.
The command center. Pharmacy books, my USB turntable, sweet concert posters (complete with an autographed ticket stub by King Buzzo of the Melvins), and my PC.
Detail of the posters.
Detail of my girl, my Labbit, and my Smokin Walter Mellon. The toys are by Frank Kozik.
More poster details, and a framed LP. Probably my favorite LP ever, at least my favorite Melvins LP. I have 2 copies, this one is thrashed (thus affordable and expendable) so it was ideal to frame it.
The records collection. My true love. Over 500 albums of pure rock and roll heaven. Here you see my main turntable, my cheap PC speakers that I jimmied up to work with the turntable, and assorted figures.
Detail on the figures.
More detail.
Another concert poster/LP detail. Love the flame breathing duck almost more than I love CYHSY!
No man cave is completely functional without a toilet. Here is my gas chamber.
The high brow reading material offered in the “sitting” room.
Detail of the in-John décor.
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That’s it in a nut shell. The only thing I want to add, besides more LPs and perhaps go-go girls, is a futon (for napping and such), and maybe a fridge (it’s a bee-yatch to climb stairs every time my can goes empty).