Another Yard Sale Bites the Dust

Mogg's titanium-tipped teeth, I'm tired. Had a yard sale yesterday, spent the better part of the day lugging stuff out, watching over it and lugging it back in. The part I like most is talking with the nice people who happen by, even if some of them are the most phenomenal tightwads.



Yard-saleing ain't what it used to be. The economy has the recreational ones staying home, and most of the folks out buying are looking to get something for darn-near nothing. I'm glad I did it, I'm not unhappy with the result, but I wish things were better all around.

Now I have to see about putting some of the unsold stuff up on Craigslist and KSL.com, and dealing with the inevitable Nigerian onioburus who always make the first inquiry.