Garage Sale Days Revisited
My neighbor was at it again this weekend. Hosting what she calls her ‘annual’ garage sale. But I checked my post of the last time I wrote about this and it was on October 5th of last year. Either this years sale is early or she’s planning on sneaking a couple more sales into the summer. She’s definitely the type who could have one of those permanent on-going garage sales. I’m watching her now outside my window. She’s busy. So that’s what I call her – Busy. Her garage is filled from top to bottom with boxes and rubbermaid containers filled with the contents of so much jim crack and nick-nack. She’s got a huge Ryder-type moving truck that she owns filled with product that sits on 35th avenue, taking up precious on-street parking. It wouldn’t be so bad but all the windows of the apartment face the back of her property which means I’ve got a full view of the sale snoopers and wobegon buyers and they’ve got full view of me. If there weren’t screen’s on my windows I could literally reach out and grab at shoppers and shake them. “Sir, put down that used Carl Sagan book, you’re never going to read it.”

This time I actually went over to the sale. I bought an automatic numbering machine for $3.50. It’s one of those stamping machines that all customs and visa officials still use in all latin american companies. It delivers that great satisfaction when you slam home a solid stamping. ‘Cha-chank’. I’m numbering all my documents now.