Well, clearly we did THAT all wrong.

[captainsblog]

Over the weekend, I returned our garage sale selling floor to most of its pre-existing condition as a garage. Most of Emily's tschochkes got boxed up and packed against the wall, a few shelves remain to be stripped and returned to the greenhouse or cellar, but some of the bigger merch- a goofyish clothes hanger shaped like a huge #2 pencil, a couple of old bikes- went out to the curb to be taken by what the Brits oh-so-classily call the "dustmen."

Only it wasn't, because as always on garbage night, the Magnificent Men in Their Pickup Trucks had come by in the night and picked the inventory clean before the dawn.

That's it, I told her. Next time you want to do this, kick it all to the curb and run the sale from midnight to six on garbage night.

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First Henry Gibson, now Peter Paul and Mary is down to a mere brand of candy bar.

DAMMIT, STOP KILLING OUR HIPPIES!

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Waiting for the vet to call. Which is kind of like Waiting for Godot, because there's nothing to be done.

ETA. Since that sounded much worse than it really is: the animals are all fine. They just screwed up a prescription order and we're trying to get it sorted out.

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Zatzit. Slong.

Comments

[thanatos-kalos.livejournal.com]

I helped a friend move last week-- a telly set he left on the curb was gone within 20 minutes. Amazing, eh?

[headbanger118.livejournal.com]

One man's trash.... So glad all the animals are fine. And it seems like an insane number of celebrities have died this year.