'Tis The SZN For A Garage Sale
It's May, folks. If you're keeping track, that's the fifth month of the year. And now that the weather is somewhat decent, it's time to move the cars, crank open the garage door and have a good ol' fashioned garage sale. In all honesty, I'm not a huge garage sale fan because they kind of suck whichever side of the garage-retail equation you happen to find yourself on. Sure, I enjoy a deal and I like making a little extra scratch, but there are other ways to do that aside from letting strangers root through your old belongings. I find the whole thing too personal. If you go to a thrift store, those clothes previously belonged to someone else, but they're not actually in the store with you, standing over your shoulder while you peruse. I don't like the idea of people going through my stuff. I'm pretty judgmental. When I go to a garage sale, I critique things like DVD collections. "They actually spent money to own Disney's John Ca