As I pursue a slow, more intensive migration from electric music to FAR, I'm systematically benching my acoustics to make sure they are gig ready. Most of the DBs have not been used in years and even are lacking strings. So I go to my box of (now used) strings (because at the time I could not afford to replace them with new) to see what I've got, and I find several sets of strings that are viable except for one string, say a G, that has somehow deteriorated beyond reclamation. So I think, "Okay, I'll find a set with another bad string but a good G and create a mongrel set and be good to go."
But then I remember, "Wait a minute; I've got packs of DB strings that have never been opened. I wonder what I have there?" What I have there is I have . . . I have . . . wait for it . . . I have nineteen sets (NINETEEN!) of unopened bass strings, including gut sets and sets for mandobass. Some I remember buying and know why I bought them; others, I have no idea. But I doubt I now will be mix-and-matching mongrel sets of used DB strings.
But then I remember, "Wait a minute; I've got packs of DB strings that have never been opened. I wonder what I have there?" What I have there is I have . . . I have . . . wait for it . . . I have nineteen sets (NINETEEN!) of unopened bass strings, including gut sets and sets for mandobass. Some I remember buying and know why I bought them; others, I have no idea. But I doubt I now will be mix-and-matching mongrel sets of used DB strings.

