[UPDATE]
Bad news bears: the garage sale was an EPIC failure. You can see below the entrance to the neighborhood where the sale was going to be. And, honestly, that’s about all you need to see.
We walk up, seeing the signs and the balloons and the lemonade stand, and we think, “Oh, wow, okay, this could really be great.” We could not have been more wrong. Let me also start by saying that there were not 15 families. More like 15 people. Total.
First off, the stuff is actually crap. I joked before (below) that it was priceless crap. On the contrary: it’s worthless crap. A lot of it, anyway. There were a few boxes of books and a framed picture or two that weren’t crap. But that was it. Bertrand Russell and a framed picture of Dumbo. There was also an oversized Buzz Lightyear that I would argue was not crap, but that’s open to debate. So, printed word and Disney aside, it was mostly crap.
All in all, the stuff should probably have just been given to charity. Goodwill could use some of it, the crap notwithstanding. And even for the crap Goodwill can probably find some beneficial utilization. There were some notepads, golf clubs, and a TV stand. One man’s crap…
Actually, Ash thought that maybe they should have just given all of it to Goodwill to begin with, the main reason being that this neighborhood was really nice, and these people are probably not hurting for cash.
My response was that they may have done it for the sheer enjoyment and community of the event itself, and we honestly don’t know if they’re going to go ahead and give it all away at the end of the day, anyway. She agreed. #benefitofthedoubt (Yes, that’s a hashtag in a blog post.)
In the end, what can I say? I wanted Darth Vader, and I got a pile of used children’s clothes, some CD cases, and a box full of lightbulbs (not kidding). While not a complete waste of time, I didn’t bring home trillions of dollars worth of obelisks. Sad day. Maybe next time. Whenever that is..
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[ORIGINAL POST]
I don’t know what to expect, but I’m hoping for a whole lot of awesomesauce. There’s a garage sale down the street, and its supposed to include something like 15 houses. Fifteen different families are all selling their priceless crap, and I can’t wait. I hope I find a life-sized Darth Vader or an antique obelisk worth trillions of dollars. Seems like I have fairly reasonable expectations. Get ready. It’s going to be legendary.
Pics will follow below. I’ll start it off with the poster advertising the whole shabang.

