Charlie Baum and I have a fabulous library which was once organized but it has long since outgrown our shelves and has invaded almost every nook and cranny of our house. Every time I try to sneak books out of the house, Charlie discovers them anew and they take a new lease on life. Our vinyl and cd collection is even worse --either the cd's disappear into his black briefcase and rarely reappear or they sit on every square foot of available space.
Mostly we have folk stuff, music and popular culture, history, anthropology, poetry, and a few well-loved novels. I keep trying to winnow the collection down but one or the other of us loves everything we've got. We have surrendered ourselves to our books and recordings which should keep us well-satisfied forever.