Yesterday I got a mini-tour of the lot. Until I started working here, I had no idea how many of my favorite movies are Paramount properties. Breakfast at Tiffanys, Sunset Boulevard, The Warriors. Yeah, The Warriors. My co-worker, who showed me around in the golf cart (I will be wreaking havoc in it shortly), has been with Paramount over ten years, so she knows all the stories. She showed me the stage supposedly haunted by the little girl from Poltergeist, and the gate Gloria Swanson drove through. We also went by Robert Evans office (weird) and Tom Cruises office (weirder) so Id know where to take things, if and when I have to take things there. We drove down to the graveyard, where old office furniture, set pieces, and other abandoned miscellania get sent to for the taking. She let out a gasp as we entered the large warehouse, which was half empty. This used to be full, just full, of all the old Star Trek sets. I wanted you to see that. Apparently, for years, they were just sitting there. Same with lots of the costumes. And now, gone. I want to know what they did with them, but Im kind of embarrassed to go poking my nose around. It breaks my heart to think of all these pieces of movie and television history collecting dust and deteriorating somewhereor worse, being thrown away. I dont know why I get so sentimental over movies. Theyve always been part of my escape, the world in my head. I cant bear to think of them being forgotten or neglected. This is how I know that I am in the right place now.