1. War trophies, mostly. Ears, fingertips, the occasional tooth. Also Star Trek books. As for Red Sox stuff, usually just whatever body part I can salvage during the chloroform-induced sleep. I have Jason Varitek's left kidney, Julio Lugo's entire central nervous system in a jar (explains a lot, no?), three of Jacoby Ellsbury's teeth, the section of Jonathan Papelbon's brain responsible for regulating aberrant behavior, Lynn Jones' eye, Dale Sveum's rotator cuff (too late to do any good), and a perfectly preserved plaster casting of Nomar Garciaparra's face, obtained at great cost from someone who assured me that she was not a prostitute.
2. Since I was old enough to wield a scalpel and taser
3. I started collecting Red Sox 'trophies' when my local police force began looking for a pattern in the disappearance of so many homeless people and strippers.
4. On a shelf in my basement is a large pickle jar, filled to the top with specially designed chemicals, containing the prehensile tail that was removed at birth from Johnny Damon
5. I try not to, the last girlfriend I showed my collection to threatened to get a restraining order. A complete overreaction, as she admitted under carefully supervised treatment, but I still keep it hidden, mostly because convincing her that everything was okay used up the last of my supply of pharmecuticals and leather straps.
6. To be a fan means to exist so as to continually rotate your blade in order to provide either breeze or exhaust for the organic denizens of Earth. What kind of question is that, anyways? Moving on.
7. It's best not to go into that. Sufficent to say, it involves a lot of footwork, a lot of forgery and the sporadic but intense use of hydrochloric acid and good old-fashioned elbow grease (read: other kinds of acid).
8. I have tried on occasion, but sadly the recession seems to have seriously dried up the customer base for questionably-acquired human tissues. No one is safe from the ravages of economic failure, it seems. Though I find Craigslist useful now and then.
Well, I hope this helped. Please, feel free to include your observations of my collection in your report, however I must ask you not to share your information with any police department, the FBI, NSA, CIA, the US Marshals, the Secret Service, the American Medical Association, MLB, Harmon and Bale's Pharmecuticals in Hartford, Connecticut, or Interpol. They may confuse your research with another unrelated issue that I am in no way involved in.