My friends and I were home video and videocassette fiends. We all had VCRs – my best one was a deluxe stereo model that cost $800 at one-time Indiana appliance dealer HH Gregg – and the highlight of many evening was watching videos.

Now, I taped a lot of stuff over-the-air. I taped music videos, not only off MTV but also NBC’s Friday Night Videos, USA’s Night Flight but especially the all-night Friday and Saturday night music video blocks on TBS. Those were the best, in my opinion, because TBS just aired music videos in those overnight shows. Lots of them and no extraneously stuff.

For many years after, I had boxes of videocassettes of music videos. And yeah, I watched them, believe it or not. Many videos of the era were silly but quite a few were actually pretty good visualizations.

I recorded a number of TV shows, like “Miami Vice” every week. But probably the oddest video library I accumulated were uncut episodes of David Letterman’s old NBC “Late Night” show.

Without commercials. Yes, I stayed up late every night and watched the show, using my remote to cut commercials.

Did I go back and watch those videocassettes? Um, no. No I did not.

I don’t have any of my videocassettes anymore, or at least not more than a handful that had some actual personal video recordings. Most of my tapes went into the dumpster years ago.

Would I watch them if I still had them? No, probably not. The picture and sound quality would seem awful now.

But there’s something intriguing to think about all those hours of personally curated and edited TV.

And a little crazy too.