We now have a box labelled "Rat King of Cables".

You may think me mad for keeping all of them, but when civilization collapses and we are forced to use SCSI interfaces and Jaz drives, I will be ready.

Love Ain't Nothing But Sex Misspelled, by Harlan Ellison

I picked up a PB reprint of this anthology for a few pence. A fair number of more-or-less (only Harlan knows how much more or less) quasi-autobiographical stories about explosive jerks. Among the few memorable stories, "Neither Your Jenny nor Mine" about a guy taking a girl to Mexico for an illegal abortion, "Punky & the Yale Men" about a writer who got his start by exposing street gangs in NYC being asked to go back to those streets decades later, and probably the highlight of the book -- "The Resurgence of Miss Ankle-strap Wedgie" -- sort of a riff on Sunset Boulevard where the aging star gets her chance at comeback, with equally depressing results.