2000jul02. Me and the crew were hitting up all the super-fly garage sales this morning. Some old guy up in the hills decided to bail on his 60-year accumulation of electronic noodlings, and the crew found a real purty RCA tube package. Who cares about the tube? One dollar for the whole schmeer. So we ask the lady (maybe the old guy’s daughter?) how much for just the package? And she can’t stop laughing about this. Meanwhile, her kid is telling her to give it to us for free. Then her husband (?) comes grumbling up and says “one dollar”; after we politely said “no thank you” and started walking away the hubby says to his wife nice and loud “I ain’t dicking around with any coins.” This is at a garage sale, mind you. And the kid looks at him like he’s from outer space.
