The Mystery of the Disappearing Sales

I write this as I watch three small bidding wars happening as auctions end... The 1966 Batman Television Series Theme LP went for a few dollars more than I anticipated... *KA-POW!* *ZOINK!* "Christmas Eve with Colonel Sanders" will finally make his chicken dance out of my home thankfully for a small profit. I was starting to get tired of looking at him dozing off... David Gilmour's self titled LP will be Running Like Hell as well.

Unfortunately, the other listings didn't go, so I'll probably give them a break. No one has any love for Jethro Tull, apparently. Such is life.

I do this after returning back from a two hour jaunt around town in search of estate sales with incorrect addresses and garage sales advertised for yesterday. I hadn't really planned on going out, but the weather's nice and I don't really have anything else on my plate until the afternoon.

After not finding the third estate sale, I started winding my way back into an area of town I hadn't really explored. I have a good inner compass and so don't mind meandering around winding roads keeping an eye out for garage sale signs -- and a few I spied, however there was absolutely nothing of interest.

I am a bit frustrated by this, but I am reminded of hunters of yore -- following trails that fade off into the wilderness.

I find myself in a completely unknown area of town and am getting tired of tracking specters of sales. I am considering this jaunt to be a wash. Well, I can't find motherlodes at every stop.

...or can I? Not a sale, but I look up and see a bright yellow sign glaring at me: SABADO: BARBACOA. Why not? Nothing brightens one day like a homemade salsa topping juicy, fatty Mexican barbecue. Well, perhaps finding a decent sale... no, no need to be bitter. Besides... no thinking now... barbacoa breakfast tacos. Nom nom nom.

My rusty Spanish is good enough to score me a small plate of steaming fresh tortilla happiness and orange soda.

At least the mystery of what to have for breakfast has been successfully solved.

Now, the next mystery is if this morning's buyers will pay within the next half hour so I can ship 'em out.