More fun with garage sales, and something about midgets

Yesterday, druidevo dropped by to start pricing the garage sale items, which is probably the most awful and monumental phase of the operation. This is so because it entails diving into the piles of Stuff of Varying Scariness and trying to classify it, even before you make deluded attempts to assign value to it. It is worth noting that possibly unlike most garage sales, the Gaia garage sale will have a separate table for "Things of Geek Interest" (computer and PDA whizbang, geek toys, etc) as well as an Adults Only table (porn and knives).

Interesting things we found yesterday, and what we did with them:

• A Daffy Duck zip-up keychain that was apparently used in some sort of kiddie smuggling operation, as it was full of little rhinestone rings in various colors. We separated duck from booty and priced them individually.
  
• A small box full of doll feet. Not doll shoes, doll feet. Labeled "Freakish doll parts" and priced at $1.00.
  
• An ambigram coaster which proclaimed "The wages of sin is DEATH" from one angle, and "The gift of God is eternal LIFE" from the other. Marked 25 cents and placed with some trepidation with home decor.
  
• A U.S. Congress ashtray. Snickered at profusely.

And there's still stuff coming. I'm excited to see what sort of awful things the rest of you guys have. (Note: In all fairness, a number of awful things came out of EHQ. Some of them are rock operas.)

In other news, I'm ambivalent about seeing Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I'd initially thought that this was going to be an "opening weekend or DOOM" sort of film, but somewhere in the midst of the really bad trailers, I lost enthusiasm. Yesterday, I had a brief relapse of anticipation, and decided I did want to see it relatively soon after all. I mean, this is the sort of thing that, on paper, I ought to be knocking over old ladies with walkers to see. I love the story, I loved the Gene Wilder flick, I love Tim Burton (and I'm not embarrassed about that, even after Planet of the Apes), I love Johnny Depp (I'm not embarrassed about that, either). But it just looks.... crappy. I don't know. I guess I want to be disappointed about it as soon as possible so that I can get on with my life.

Anyway, I've just discovered that the Olathe 30 is showing it in IMAX. Now that, I can get excited about, regardless of anticipated crappiness level of the film. I mean, mildly disturbing dancing midgets are good, but GIGANTIC mildly disturbing dancing midgets are, well, no longer only mildly disturbing.

More fun with garage sales, and something about midgets

Yesterday, druidevo dropped by to start pricing the garage sale items, which is probably the most awful and monumental phase of the operation. This is so because it entails diving into the piles of Stuff of Varying Scariness and trying to classify it, even before you make deluded attempts to assign value to it. It is worth noting that possibly unlike most garage sales, the Gaia garage sale will have a separate table for "Things of Geek Interest" (computer and PDA whizbang, geek toys, etc) as well as an Adults Only table (porn and knives).

Interesting things we found yesterday, and what we did with them:

• A Daffy Duck zip-up keychain that was apparently used in some sort of kiddie smuggling operation, as it was full of little rhinestone rings in various colors. We separated duck from booty and priced them individually.
  
• A small box full of doll feet. Not doll shoes, doll feet. Labeled "Freakish doll parts" and priced at $1.00.
  
• An ambigram coaster which proclaimed "The wages of sin is DEATH" from one angle, and "The gift of God is eternal LIFE" from the other. Marked 25 cents and placed with some trepidation with home decor.
  
• A U.S. Congress ashtray. Snickered at profusely.

And there's still stuff coming. I'm excited to see what sort of awful things the rest of you guys have. (Note: In all fairness, a number of awful things came out of EHQ. Some of them are rock operas.)

In other news, I'm ambivalent about seeing Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I'd initially thought that this was going to be an "opening weekend or DOOM" sort of film, but somewhere in the midst of the really bad trailers, I lost enthusiasm. Yesterday, I had a brief relapse of anticipation, and decided I did want to see it relatively soon after all. I mean, this is the sort of thing that, on paper, I ought to be knocking over old ladies with walkers to see. I love the story, I loved the Gene Wilder flick, I love Tim Burton (and I'm not embarrassed about that, even after Planet of the Apes), I love Johnny Depp (I'm not embarrassed about that, either). But it just looks.... crappy. I don't know. I guess I want to be disappointed about it as soon as possible so that I can get on with my life.

Anyway, I've just discovered that the Olathe 30 is showing it in IMAX. Now that, I can get excited about, regardless of anticipated crappiness level of the film. I mean, mildly disturbing dancing midgets are good, but GIGANTIC mildly disturbing dancing midgets are, well, no longer only mildly disturbing.