Climbing up the ladder

Near the end of my freshman summer, when I was still a cute and impressionable froshling, a wise man told me a story:

You get into something, say cars. You make friends who are also into cars. You start out with something small, like a [BMW] 3-series, then go to a [Porsche] 911, then a [Lamborghini] Gallardo, and so on. Then the friends get into something else, say watches. Again, you start with something small, say a Rolex, then move up to a Seiko, and so on, and while doing so, you meet a bunch of people who are into watches who happen to be into planes. Then from watches you move to planes, beach houses, and yachts, and so on. But at the end of the day, if things were to be taken away from me, I'd keep films, books, and music. Especially the books and music. --GJF