I've spent all night preparing for a yard sale, which I can't help but think of as an elaborate, underhanded plot to get strangers to pay for the privilege of taking away my crap. If this actually works I may have to try that Ponzi scheme I've been thinking about.
Of course, while my wife would like to sell anything we haven't actively used in the last 40 minutes, I can't seem to break the sentimental attachment I have to certain very significant objects from my past. Which is my Elton John "Reg Strikes Back" concert T-shirt, my framed "Naked Gun" movie poster and my complete yellowed collection of Marvel Team-Up comic books from 1979-1983 have been moved to an undisclosed location for the duration of the sale.
Anyway, if anyone has any crap-selling suggestions they'd like to share, I'm all ears. But don't say put the stuff up on eBay. I'd have to take all the stuff to the post office, which flies directly in the face of my efforts to have it all leave my house of its own accord, preferably while I'm sleeping.