> We don't have many blokes in our neighborhood, but there is a class of people who will sell anything they can get their hands on for money to buy alcohol, tobacco and drugs. The trouble is that, while they offer good prices, they usually don't have anything invested, if you know what I mean.
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...and then there's the junk dealers posing as antique dealers. I took my mother-in-law out to an antique mall today, where I spied a glass jar with a metal lid. It looked familiar. Sure enough, on closer inspection, it turned out to be the jar from a brand of strawberry jam I had tried a couple years ago. Hardly an antique. They were selling it for $6, which is more than I paid for the jar *with the jam in it*. I will say, it *is* a pretty and useful jar, and I did save mine, which I guess may be a comfort if things get thin around the koala house, now knowing I could always sell it for real cash money (heh). At this moment, however, it's sitting out back on my porch, housing three specimens of wood weevil (which have been trying to thin the koala house in a different way).


The time before this, when we took mother-in-law "antiquing", we spotted another familiar object, a Taco Bell Star Trek Spock Genesis Planet Coffin glass. (You know, buy a soda, get the glass, promote the movie type thing). They wanted $30 for it.
I don't know if they ever got it or not, but it did give me an excuse to put mine away out of circulation, because it is, er, "valuable". Someone bought me one when it first came out, but I never did like it--I mean, who wants to drink out of a glass with a coffin on it?

koala"except maybe our friends at Snively and Pittsworth, Your Funeral Professionals since 1932"mom