In which we ask people to show us their worst stuff.

The first time I met Jacob was at work. Parked near the coffee machine in the break room Jungle Mocs on his dogs. He looked comfortable and in my book that's only style trait that matters. I figured we'd have a lot of stuff in common and we did. He mentioned he did a Grateful Dead meme page called LOTMART. I later peeped and LOLed at stuff I barely had any context to. It soon become one of fave grahams out so i highly recommend following that ass.

He also designs fire Dead gear

Yes that's John oofin' Mayer rocking a LOTMART shirt

!!Rad sticker alert!!

The moral to the story is Jacob is hella cool, super sweet, and funny as fuck. He's also got tres bien taste which I have no intention of showcasing here. Instead I asked him to show me his WORST stuff. Take it away Jacob!

THE WORST GRATEFUL DEAD ALBUM I OWN. "Built To Last" on cassette. It’s widely considered the Grateful Dead’s worst album, but it has a lot of great moments including "Foolish Heart"– one of their best late-era originals that would become a concert staple and “Just a Little Light,” a Brent Mydland tune that wasn’t played live often enough due to Brent’s unfortunate death. Both songs were singles and have amazing late-80s music videos.

THE WORST SNEAKER I OWN. Reekbok Shaqnosis. When I was a kid I loved Shaq but expensive shoes were something my parents couldn’t afford or justify buying for me. I did have a different pair of black and white Reeboks worn by Mugsy Bogues that were probably on clearance at the time, but the Shaqnosis were always what I really wanted. My 2013 pair is pictured here with my autographed Shaq basketball (which I traded for a Locust 7” with an old bandmate). But let’s be honest – I’ve worn these maybe twice, and I’m probably not wearing them again anytime soon. (ed.note: you're buggin these fuego)

MY WORST PET. Cohen (Named after Seth Cohen from the OC) He’s a miniature dachshund/chihuahua mix, a rescue dog and a total jerk. We joke around that he cheated his way through grad school because he’s gone through two training programs and still can’t stand to be within 1,000 feet of another dog. When he’s just with us and our other dachshund, Daisy, he’s a perfect angel as you can see in this photo.

THE WORST T-SHIRT I OWN. I got this pregnant Dead bear outside of a Bob Weir and Wolf Bros. show in Portland a couple of years ago. Best/worst $5 ever spent.

THE WORST MEME I'VE DONE. So many…. But this meme comparing the Dead’s sound engineer Betty Cantor-Jackson to a DJ playing a Boiler Room set is probably the most niche post I’ve ever made and probably isn’t even that funny to the 10 people who got the reference.

THE WORST PLANT I OWN. The Baby Yoda chia pet. We’ve only had him a week and he’s started growing mold.

THE WORST DEAD SOLO ALBUM I OWN. Bob Weir "Heaven Help the Fool". Bob’s previous solo album “Ace” was essentially a Grateful Dead record without Pigpen, and almost every song became a live staple. This album is a complete departure. Universally panned by Deadheads, it holds a special place in my collection outside of the Grateful Dead catalog, sitting in the world of Westcoast AOR (more often referred to as “yacht rock” although I’m not a fan of that term). A lot of AOR heavy hitters were hired as studio musicians including Toto members David Paich and Mike Porcaro, Bill Champlin (of Chicago, but also has a ton of great solo material and has worked with Boz Skaggs, George Benson, and countless others), David Foster (AOR super producer and session player who is ½ of the band Airplay, one of my favorite AOR-related projects ever) and many others. If you go into this album expecting blue-eyed soul AM gold and not a Dead record, you won’t be disappointed. Runner up/worst song: Bobby and the Midnites "I Want To Live In America"

THE WORST JOB I'VE EVER HAD. I was an art teacher for elementary, middle, and high school for close to 10 years. The most difficult year of my life was working at a charter middle school that was forced, due to funding being pulled by the sponsor, to close for lack of performance. I was shown first-hand how the cycle of poverty and systemic racism effect children and families and learned more about building relationships with students and parents than I ever could in college or student teaching.

THE WORST MOVIE I LOVE. "Mac and Me" My old college roommate and I were obsessed with this movie. I forced my girlfriend to watch this on our second date and we’re still together 10 years later. She bought me this 8x10 promo photo for my birthday last year.

THE WORST IG I FOLLOW. @worstigaccount (But seriously, one of my favorite non-heady meme accounts and they’ve supported me from the start)

THE WORST CD I OWN. All my CDs are currently in storage but I’m pretty sure I still have my original copy of Hootie and The Blowfish’s first album.

THE WORST DEAD COLLAB. Dylan and The Dead. Admittedly, as much as I love him as a songwriter, I’ve never been super into Dylan as a performer. Some of the shows they played together birthed some solid versions of classic songs, but the official live release that came out of it is pretty bad overall. I do recommend giving the leaked rehearsal sessions a listen – 74 tracks in great quality that showed a lot of unfulfilled potential.

WORST YOUTUBE VIDEO. Ashli Gay aka HypeMom – I’ve found myself quoting this, and attempting to explain the video to anyone unfamiliar is more awkward than it’s worth.