JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WRITE A FUCKING BOOK AND DON'T MENTION THE TITLE OF *ONE* FUCKING RECORD????? GO FUCK YOURSELF. WE DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR GODDAMN LIFE STORY!!!! GIVE US ONE FUCKING TITLE YOU MORON!!!

"Plus we're eating the listing fee, the final value fee, and the PayPal 'conversion' fee."

EAT THIS! NOBODY IS FORCING YOU TO USE PAYPAL! GO DIE OLD MAN! EAT IT EAT IT EAT IT!!!!

okay, i feel better now.

GREAT PICTURE MORON I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN TO FLORIDA!!!

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What a raging fucking cunthead.

"Yet, as much as I would really hate having to do this, I WILL strip them and give them to the recycler for seven cents apiece before we'll bulk them out for less than we can get for trashing them. Good intent and big-heartedness does not fill one's gas tank these days."

OH NO PLEASE DON'T THREATEN TO DESTROY YOUR MYSTERY RECORDS!!! THANK YOU JESUS FLORIDA MAN FOR SAVING THEM FOR ME!!!

damn i didn't know you could get $0.07 cents for meltdown

later Barbaro

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this guy, also in florida, mentions a grand total of two records and you can see one record in his picture. only 997 to go!:

I have about 700-1000 records (I am really not sure how many but I would say that if you were to stack them all, it would be about 72" high.

The collection is a mix of records I got off my parents and some I have collected. This gives a range from the mid-60's to the late 80's, early 90's. I also have some new records (Such as the Trainspotting and Pulp Fiction soundtracks).

Whoever takes this collection off my hands will get my record player to go along with it. It is relatively new (I think I bought it new in 2000) and works with no problems. I just won't need it once the records are gone so I will give it to you with the collection! If you don't need it, take it and sell it! I don't care, I just need to make some room!

The majority of the collection consists of Rock and Roll albums, Soundtracks, and R&B/Jazz/Soul music. There are a lot of comedy albums, classical music albums, etc...

All of the records play but of course, a lot of them are 30+ years old and they are records so a few of them may have a scratch or two. I haven't had any problems but I haven't gone through all of them in some time. This collection is sold as-is due to the nature of records and the fact that they scratch when you play them.

Included are about 30-40 45's that are a good range of Rock n' Roll albums.

Serious and interested parties only please. I won't sell these piece by piece to whoever comes over to look at them. If you are interested, the collection is for sale as a whole, I am not interested in selling one record here and 10 records there. All or nothing! I live in Gibsonton, FL which is off exit #250 on I-75. About 20 minutes from downtown Tampa and fairly close to the Brandon/Riverview area.

Weekends are best to pick this up but I am usually home during the week around 4 p.m. as well. I have these in a bookshelf and will be happy to help put these into someone's car but be prepared to load a good 4-5 boxes into your vehicle.

As always, I prefer PayPal but will accept Money Orders/Cashiers Checks (No personal checks) when you come to pick this up.

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Hahaha I love you Scott :D

first sheisty dude sounds like a backwater store that seriously bombed -- then he has the temerity to mention record karma

20/20 wants the expose!
m.

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Date: 2007-06-20, 1:42PM EDT

Thanks to everyone who's gotten in touch with me so far!

Collector looking to purchase old 78 rpm records (78s) from the 1920s and 30s.

Will pay best prices. I'm Primarily interested in Blues, Jazz, Gospel and Country, on such labels as Paramount, Okeh, Vocalion, Gennett, Brunswick, Champion, Library of Congress and Columbia, and many others - but not any classical, red label Columbia, or any Big Band such as Sinatra, Glenn Miller or Harry James. sorry.

i'm sure of two things:

there is no audible difference between a red label and a two eye
dude has two pounds of dandruff buried in his ponytail

hahaha

yeah that whole first post/description is prob why i don't collect records in the first place (that and fear of committment or whatever)

people who have "six eye" in their ebay autosearch shld be shot on sight.

also, on a related note of people we hate: i hate annoying 78 collector dude who is rlly rude and arrogant. fuck you guy whose name i can't remember right now!

i wasnt on the hunt today, but i still came across 20 some odd $0.50 things: johnny cash, sunny ade, some australian punk comp i havent put on yet.

so we're headed towards the park and the sidewalk is blocked by a total fattey weirdo squatting and gripping art books and dvds. i was like hey buddy can you move a tiny bit so we get the stroller though, got totally ignored. wifey spoke up and dude was still in his aspergers book flipping fugue state. we walked into the street to get around him and all i could do was laugh.

collectors are WEIRD.

I live in Gibsonton, FL which is off exit #250 on I-75. About 20 minutes from downtown Tampa and fairly close to the Brandon/Riverview area.

oh! great location for your three customers!

i see this stuff all the time and it's no big thing, but for some reason this dude really made me want to scream.

My dad is a rare record dealer and I've seen the cream of the crop, lemme tell ya. People get to the point where they come to physical blows with each other. OTOH, he's apparently struck up communications with R. Crumb and C. Ware based on his work; so you get teh cool nutties too.

This guy is a dealer looking to sell to other dealers; he probably considers DJs and individual collectors to be hardly worth his time. He also strikes me as the type that buys into the "fuck you if you don't like the way I do business" model. Sad to say, he actually seems more together than many folks I've met with much larger and impressive collections.

Basically, Ian otm; I always think that people who get into house-filling collector mode are stuck on some Krapp's Last Tape ish.

i think he's just bonkers. and an old befuddled man. dealers know how to sell stuff.

i miss the philly crazies sometimes. it feels like such a long time ago that i was a part of that world. and it was a SMALL world once upon a time. at flea markets we all knew who to look out for. there was room for us all to operate. i still think soul/doo wop people are the worst.

Some dealers are bonkers too; but yeah, I'm not arguing with you. Offering a thousand discs without naming any is pretty stupid.

OTOH, he's apparently struck up communications with R. Crumb

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i still think soul/doo wop people are the worst.

My dad's friend then. Well, Northern Soul is his main field but boy do I agree.

Personally I love(d) collecting, but I didn't really care about me owning a record that noone else had. Heck, ,music's for sharing. (Cue me immediatlt uploading Tired Tape Machine after the guy who won it on ebay sold me a bootleg CD of it. Partially because the bloody bastard would not be able to earn any more off of it. But mainly because I figured that people should hear it... It's out of print anyway so wtf right?)

soul people are the worst. i had to tell some dude 10xs that the 45s he had spotted in a cupboard while I was taking out some new vinyl releases had not been priced yet and were not for sale. He just kept asking if there was any soul, and I just kept saying, it wasn't for sale, nope not for sale, no not been priced yet, wasn't going to pull out the boxes, not for sale, seriously, not for sale yet.

that listing up top drove me insane. the only other stuff he is selling is individual northern soul vinyl.

My grandmother has several thousand country/bluegrass LPs/45s that my grandfather collected (from the '40s to 1989). Since he died, they've all been shelved in the room he built in the garage, but about ten years ago she gave the room's window A/C unit to my deadbeat uncle.

Any odds on playability for vinyl that's been left in summer heat/humidity + winters for almost 20 years (and ten without any kind of temp control at all)?

skot,

do you have any st1nky st3v3 stories? iirc he was/is out of philly

i have lots of stories! god, he was insane. when i opened a store in the early 90's i didn't know how notorious he was and that he had been banned from every record store in philly and i would listen to him ramble for hours. there was never a moment that i was not aware of his presence from the moment i moved there in 1988. he would hang outside my apartment building all day back then. craziness aside, you COULD actually get good deals from him at flea markets. he had an insane inner pricing system that was just beyond comprehension, so stuff that you thought he would want a lot for he would give to you for five bucks. this guy dave i knew would wait for steve on street corners for hours like a crackhead to buy records. he's banned from the fmu fair too, isn't he? he's banned from life.

i've also heard he's banned for life at FMU, and a couple NYC shops. as far as being banned from life, i'm sure in a few year he will go down that dusty road and some lucky soul will bid on his unpaid secret storage cache and be a lucky, lucky fellow.

he even resorted to aliases. that's how bad it got. there's a good scary documentary in there somewhere.

i don't care for soulstrut but this got passed around a few months back:
http://www.soulstrut.com/ubbthreads/showflat.php?Cat=0&Number=772233&page=0&fpart=2&vc=1

diplo has a lot of footage for a documentary he was trying to put together on him and the count. he has a shot of the silhouette of the count's dick goiter

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/djprestige/Flea%20Market%20Funk%20Blog/StinkySteveRESIZED.jpg

maybe you guys have run across this old neigbor of mine, "Broadway Al" he had a derelict record store in NYC during the 80s, he was a mega collector who lived in a tiny studio apt down the hall from me that was a closet full of records. he wasn't a bad guy but real scary, he'd hear me playing loud music during the day while my wife was at work and come a-knocking "Maaaaaark I useta know Patti Smith..." he not-so-secretly coveted my castoff promo LPs but y'know I had to sell those to supplement my meagre income. this was 15 years ago and B-way Al was working HARD on drinking himself to death. kinda tragic, really.

http://www.prankplace.com/images/gaggifts/gg_stinky_steve.jpg

OMG! you have a picture of him! hahahaha! and his little slippers.

yeah, the count was way scary too. i just avoided him though and never went to his store. val shively is a scary dude too. diplo wasn't around when i lived in philly. i used to sell records to cosmo and king britt. there was one guy who was really nice who sold at all the flea markets, i forget his name. always had good stuff. reasonably priced. i bought tons of psych stuff from him over the years.

this dude is always good for a laugh http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bRR67RawozQ

http://men.style.com/details/features/full?id=content_5965

Is it Time to Move to the Suburbs?

Homogeneous cities are making the cul de sac the new downtown. PLUS: Our guide to the hippest ’burbs to live in.

By David Hochman; Photographs by Gillian Laub

It can start with a stolen car stereo or an upstairs neighbor who sounds like Lord of the Dance. Often it’s the birth of a child that does it. Sometimes it’s just the smells—other people’s cooking, other people’s garbage, other people.

For Mike Marusin, it was “Jump Around” that drove him from the city to the suburbs once and for all.

“I was in a one-bedroom on the North Side of Chicago and these young guys moved in next door and started blasting House of Pain at all hours. I thought, ‘Wouldn’t it be nice to have a little space from all this?’”

And so, five years ago Marusin, then in his late twenties, did what a surprising number of otherwise intelligent, mall-averse Americans are starting to do. He relocated to the land of the cul de sac, the garden gnome, and the 4,500-square-foot starter house. “I didn’t fit the profile of the lawn-obsessed, Escalade-driving suburbanite,” says Marusin, a website developer who drives a Prius and now lives in cushy Naperville, Illinois, with his wife, Liz, an interior designer. “But staying in the city—it was beginning to kill us.”

To say all the cool people are moving to the ’burbs would be an overstatement. For hard-core city types, the idea of settling in suburbia is a death sentence. Life without 24-hour Thai delivery, backstage passes to the Buckethead show, and the occasional Stan Brakhage retrospective is hardly a life at all.

But in the past decade, the distinction between city and suburb has become blurred. “Commuter towns” in places like northern New Jersey, the eastern shore of Seattle’s Lake Washington, and Orange County, California—once considered cultural Siberia—are now filled with work-from-home hipsters who care about things like independent cinema and what Arianna Huffington has to say. Long-ignored suburban outposts are being rebuilt with cool arts facilities and retro-chic cafés. In short, the things we always thought we needed cities for—decent sesame noodles, fabulous eyewear, lesbians—are now available where once there were only Aunt Goldie and her mahjong group. At the same time, America’s cities are becoming perversely suburban. Downtowns are being sanitized by wealthy residents who are pricing out the stragglers and bringing in block after block of Equinoxes, Starbucks, and Jamba Juices (behold the plan to open a Crocs shop in New York’s SoHo).

“From a cultural standpoint, cities are becoming less interesting and the suburbs are increasingly where the action is,” says Joel Kotkin, author of The City: A Global History. “Partly because of the freedom the Internet gives us, but also because cities have become homogenized, inhospitable, and expensive beyond belief, people now live by the ethos of ‘everywhere a city,’ even if they’re in an outer ring, an outer-outer ring, or beyond.”

Since 1950, more than 90 percent of growth in U.S. metropolitan areas has occurred in the ’burbs. That outward push accounts for the millions of tract homes on postage-stamp parcels of land that housed the baby boomers and their kids. But what those numbers don’t reveal is how America’s suburbs are maturing and, dare we say, becoming more inviting.

After decades of living in New York and L.A., Dade Hayes, an editor and author, recently did the unthinkable: He bought a house in Larchmont, New York, a mile from where he grew up. “When I was a kid, Larchmont was a sleepy town where the most interesting restaurant was probably Charlie Brown’s,” he says. “Now there are late-night martini bars, a singles scene, an indie movie house a town over—and all without the glorious urine stench you get in Manhattan.”

Once upon a time, the best you could hope for in suburbia was a coffee shop that spelled espresso without an x. Now some of the best food in Boston, for instance, actually comes from Food Network star Ming Tsai’s Blue Ginger restaurant in suburban Wellesley. Formerly vapid Costa Mesa, California, is now, according to a recent article in the New York Times, “a cultural beacon, with a gleaming concert hall, art galleries and theater stages that have become breeding grounds for Broadway.” In the river towns north of Manhattan, one can spend a day at the Dia:Beacon galleries, surrounded by works by Richard Serra and Donald Judd, before attending a forum on poststructuralism at the Hudson Valley Writers’ Center in Sleepy Hollow. Which is not to downplay the sophisticated good times unfolding in new “anti-suburbs” like Hercules, California, a reinvented San Francisco bedroom community that recently banned Wal-Mart in an effort to preserve what media critic and author Douglas Rushkoff calls “the sanctity of local reality.” Then there’s Wilton Manors, outside Fort Lauderdale, a mostly gay suburb that is the second city in the United States to have a gay majority on the city council.

“Much of what’s driving the exodus of hypereducated, interesting people from cities is economic,” says Rushkoff, who recently abandoned his beloved Brooklyn “space” for upstate New York. His move was prompted by his becoming a parent. In an urban landscape where even squalid apartments go for $1,000 a square foot and private preschools cost as much as Harvard’s tuition did a generation ago, it’s hard to live a grown-up life with style. “The converted warehouses and districts you’d want to live in have been taken over by stockbrokers and other drones nobody wants to spend five minutes with,” Rushkoff says. “You have to choose: Do I want to live in a cool place and work my ass off or do I want to live a great life somewhere else?”

The model of the city as patchwork, which so many urban dwellers see as a point of pride, is quickly becoming a relic of the past. “When you have Crate & Barrel and Whole Foods on every other corner, you don’t have the same sense of place, the sense that this block is distinct from that block, the way you did even 20 years ago,” Kotkin says. “The real diversity now is in suburban strip malls, where those who aren’t super-wealthy have been displaced and where you now find an East Indian barber next to a Persian grocer next to a young guy from a good East Coast college who’s selling earth-friendly furniture. And all that is next to the coolest Hindu temple you’ve ever seen.”

To be clear, this is not a blanket endorsement of suburbia. Throw a dart at an American subdivision and you’re likely to find spiritually desperate mall devotees or at least a pack of sullen teens driving around in Daddy’s Hummer. But for every Sam’s Club shopper or Curves gym regular, there’s also someone out there redefining what it means to live a suburban life. Across America, towns and sometimes just tracts within towns are being rebuilt and reclaimed in all sorts of novel ways, and those developments hint at what future suburbs might look like.

The tech-minded populace of Bellevue, Washington, near Seattle, turned that dull stretch into an eco-hipster Eden with 2,700 acres of new parkland. On the fringes of Boulder, Colorado, the new Main Street North district converted an abandoned drive-in theater into a funky hood full of restaurants, shops, and affordable houses you’d actually want to live in. Then there are the communities within suburban communities that draw Dwell-reading design snobs (that magazine, by the way, is about to publish its first-ever suburbia issue), like the meticulously rehabbed fifties tract homes east of Los Angeles and San Francisco designed by Joseph Eichler, George and Robert Alexander, and other fussed-over architects. “Once your house has some architectural appeal and your neighbors care about aesthetics, it raises the experience above suburbia,” says Paul Costa, who lives in an Eichler home in Sunnyvale, Calfornia, and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs. “Suburbia,” he says, “is a state of mind. It’s as cool as you want it to be.”

In fact, in the not-so-distant future, suburbs might be all about the mind-set. One concept spreading through urban-renewal circles is to develop communities from scratch for like-minded citizens in conventional subdivisions in suburban areas. Robert McIntyre, an urban planner from Austin, Texas, devised this concept of “new villages,” where jobs, food, water, and energy would all come from within the community. “Most of these towns will be small, located near cities, and resemble the dispersed agricultural villages that were common in the 1700s,” McIntyre says. In other words, suburbs might just go back to where we all started: the city. That’s good news for urbanistas. If nothing else, towns like those might create a little more room for those of us who aren’t budging from our rent-controlled fifth-floor walk-ups.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reston%2C_Virginia

lol living by the airport
have fun taking a sick day every time it snows because you can't get to work, assholes
also, eat my shit, you tax-hoarding mother fuckers

The real diversity now is in suburban strip malls

wahhhhhht?

It's true! You can have a Best Buy, a Pet Smart, a Barnes & Noble, a Bed Bath & Beyond, 5 Starbucks and a PF Changs all in one little shopping area!

there's this stretch outside of chicago on the way to milwaukee a little past skokie where EVERYTHING looks the same, one of those housing developments where every fucking structure is identical to the one next to it and it absolutely boggles my mind how anyone would choose to live there.

i'm pretty narrowminded though.

joel kotkin is a twat

and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.
and rides his Segway to work at nearby Apple, where he designs iMacs.

this is so alien to me. /tuomas

I am almost certain that that Floridian guy on ebay that scott started this thread about is my ex-BF.

Pretty sure my mother still spells "espresso" with an x.

As this auction ends a week from this writing, I know a lot of you are pacing around waiting for the Super Bowl to start today (Giants 24 Patriots 20) and need to kill some time. Well, here is some reading that will pass a bit of that time for you. Let's just call this auction our "Super Bowl Special".

I decided to have some fun with this auction, usually I am fairly factual and analytical, this is blah blah blah and it was made in this year by this company and here are the contents and condition, AND BELIEVE ME WHEN I TELL YOU IT IS RARE!, etc. But I decided to turn this auction into a little story that is based on facts but embellished with much sarcasm and hopefully a bit of wit. That is to say it is a true story. Anyway, my hope is that you, the potential buyer, will find the humor in my story so moving as to actually feel pity for me and bid just because my story makes one feel a little bit like the first time a Sally Struthers "Feed the Starving Children" commercial came on the TV. Or when you're flipping the channels on your TV on a Saturday afternoon and there's the Jerry Lewis telethon (Hey, it must be time for football season again!).

But before the story, let's get the facts out of the way, and if you don't wish to hear the ravings of an ebay "Power" Seller, you can skip to the end and the shipping details. Here are the facts;

This auction is for approximately.....

2500+ 45rpms (Over 200 pounds of 45rpms)

All Genres

* Rock
* Metal
* Pop
* Disco
* R&B
* Northern Soul
* Children's
* Rap
* Jazz
* Folk
* DJ Dance
* many more

All the 45rpms are shown in the Gallery Photo (Photo #1). The other 11 photos are for the purpose of the above-mentioned story after this description.

Nothing in Photos #2 through #12 is included in this auction.

Every 45rpm in this auction is shown in the Gallery Photo.

Approximately 1500 to 1800 or more are good to excellent condition. This is an accumulation of about three years, I have no idea what is in here and I don't want to sort them out, so if you like to search, if you like to buy record lots at yard sales, well, then you know that you don't have time to search through every record right when you find them, so you make an offer for the whole lot. And you are willing to take the good with the bad, buying some stuff you don't necessarily want to get some stuff you do want. Consider this a "Yard Sale".

There will be Pic Sleeves. There will be PROMOS. There will be Colored Vinyl. There will be practically every genre of music. There will be the standard labels you have heard of. There will be rare labels you have not heard of. There will be records with paper liners and without (I will attempt to pack the ones without between two that do to limit scuffs). There will be some loose jackets. There will be little box sets. There will be artists you have heard of and some you haven't. There will be some you pick up and see they are thrashed and say, "#@!!*& it! That would have been a good one!" There will be some you pick up and say, "Hey, that's a good one!" There will be self-produced 45s from bands you never heard of. There will be autographs on at least a handful (nobody that great that I recall). There will be Elvis. There will be Beatles. There will be Dolly Parton. There will be Motown. There will be strange ones and instructionals. Lots of lots of lots of (etc., etc.). There will be 1950s. There will be 1960s. There will be 1970s. There will be 1980s. There will be 1990s. There will be Garage. There will be Surf. There will be obscure. There will be Teen Hearthrobs. There will be nice finds. There will be crap. There will be some too scratched to be of any use. There will be many more immaculate. There will be....I think you get the idea by now.

Just about a mixture of everything from an accumulation over time from an ebay power seller, many of these never even got looked up, just thrown in a corner (well-stored) and forgotten. If you like to search and discover, this may be a fun one for you. I have no guess as to whether or not there is profability possible, probably there is but I make no claims to that being a certainty. I just have too much stuff accumulated and no room and it has got to go, today I pulled out all my 45rpms and here they are, as is, more power to you, I do not have the time to sort them or go through them and am past the point of caring if I can get $12 for one of them or whatever.

I would estimate at least 1500 to 1800 are spotless and unplayed condition or close to it as I quit buying crap a long time ago, the number may be higher than that. I estimate that there are at least 2500, possibly even 3000 total. I estimate 30%, or in that general area (hard to be completely precise) are scuffed or in poor condition. I imagine there are probably a couple cracked somewhere in there. But the majority are juke box or collection worthy and like I said, just look at this as a yard sale. Much like me, you don't have time to go through them all right there, so you take the good with the bad. So I don't want to hear complaints that there are a lot in poor condition. If there are 2500 total, I estimate 700 in less than stellar condition, and that pertains to only the vinyl. Many I have previoulsy placed in generic paper sleeves, many still need one. Most have paper sleeves or are in boxes.

Just figure you are bidding on 1500 to 1800 in great to excellent condition, all my totals are fairly conservative estimates, totals could be better than that but hard to say exactly without actually counting and visually inspecting them all which is too time consuming.

As is, all genres, all eras, all types, all yours if you bid.

I will now begin my time-consuming Super Bowl Pre-Show story, so if you don't care to read my ravings, skip to the end for shipping details and thanks for looking.

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NOTE/Disclaimer: This story is intended to be of a humorous, sarcastic, and self-depreciating nature, to possibly give anyone who wants to read it or even can relate (and I know a lot of you will), a good laugh. And to kill time while waiting for the Super Bowl to start (Giants 24 Patriots 20). Facts are embellished a bit in spots for humor's sake, it is possible I am not quite as insane as the story may portray me. If any of you remember the late great comedian Sam Kinison, I hear his voice when I type. When everything is in CAPS, that is when he is yelling. If you don't remember him, think of Christopher Titus or Dennis Leary or maybe Dennis Miller if he yelled a lot and had a bit less of a vocabulary. No, I am not saying you will be THAT entertained by my story. Just trying to set the tone. I have also inserted fake celebrity comments and "takes" just because the listing won't cost more or less whether I write a book or a word. So let's get on with it already.

"What ebay Has Done For Me"

The Ravings of an ebay Power Seller

Hello. I am an ebay "Power Seller". Whoo, free calendar or pocket planner once a year. I have been doing this for about 3 or 4 years. I find things at yard sales, thrift stores, recycling centers, from private parties, sell for friends, just about anywhere I can legally obtain or purchase something I think I can make a profit off of. This is all I do. EVERY DAY! EVERY NIGHT! OH! OHHHHHHHHHHH!

Oh, at first it's kind of fun. You're out there, finding that $200 record at a thrift store, picking up a stack of what most would think are crappy magazines and selling them for big money, I have lots of great stories of the times I made some decent money. But kind of like the guy who plays bingo or slots at the casino all the time, or the golfer who wastes 4 hours a day 6 days a week chasing or driving after a little white ball that he loses 6 of a day, when we tell our success stories, THAT'S ALL YOU HEAR! OH, YOU DON'T HERE ABOUT THE 400 CRAPPY RECORDS I BOUGHT WITH THE ONE GOOD ONE IN THE PILE THAT I SOLD FOR $100 THAT WERE SO USELESS WE USED THEM FOR SKEET BECAUSE I THOUGHT ANDY WILLIAMS AND PERRY COMO MIGHT BE BIG SELLERS! (Luckily my knowledge has increased over time). NOOOOO! YOU DON'T HEAR ABOUT THE 6 CONSECUTIVE PAYCHECKS I THREW AWAY AT THE CRAPPY BEAR INDIAN CASINO BEFORE THE ONE LITTLE JACKPOT I WON! Nooooooooooooo! You don't hear the story of the 3 MEN I CONCUSSED IN ONE 18-HOLE SPECTACLE CUZ I FORGOT TO YELL FORE! No, no, all you hear about is the day I broke 80! Or the day I got Bingo twice. Or the time I made $1500 off a $5 box of dog magazines. Cause you can't brag about failure now can you?

Celebrity Cartoon Character Boo-Boo Bear: But gee Mr. Ranger, what happens to all the stuff you accumulate that doesn't get used for skeet?

Well, let me tell you all a little story. You may be wondering the purpose of the 11 extra pictures in this auction. Unless you read the start already where I explained them. Anyhoo, they go with the story within the story that I am about to tell you. And THAT story is called,

THE DAY I DECIDED TO SELL MY 45rpms AND REALIZED EBAY HAS MADE ME INSANE

NFL Commentator John Madden: Ya gotta wonder where all of this is goin'. Now get off my bus.

Anyway, I had a couple of boxes of 45s out already in my living room. This is what 4 years of ebay does to you. Photo #2 shows a small portion of my living room of ebay clutter and empty boxes and shipping supplies. I am embarrassed to show any more. We start there as I started pulling out my 45s.

(Me thinking to myself) I know, duhr, I gots me a coupla more boxes in thah back of mah trailah and I'll go digum out and I will sort them and nurture them and put up a couple of auctions. So to you the reader, follow along with the photos, and come with me as I search my 3-bedroom house (not really a trailer but my sister used to live in Tennessee). Anyway, 2 of the rooms and the one major closet in my house may have a coupla more boxes and so I'll just go grab them all really quick, we'll sort these and put up the auctions!

Children's Show Host Mr. Fred Rogers: Come on and follow Mr. Trolley boys and girls, because this guy is in a "World of Make-Believe!"

(2 hours later I stagger out from the back of my house with what I tell myself is the last of the boxes of 45's I have accumulated, about 5 times the amount I thought I was going to find.) It is obvious to me at this point that SCREW THIS....I AIN'T SORTIN' ALL OF THESE! MY GOD, WHERE DID I GET ALL THESE RECORDS?!? I don't even remember most of them! I swear, if I drop my pants right about now a box of records will fall out!

Famous Dead Porn Star John Holmes: I'm not worried.

You know, when you start selling stuff on ebay, you are out there competing. Other people look for stuff. It got to the point that every day I am out there buying stuff, so much I can't even get it all listed. Gotta get that. Better grab those! I build up collections of a particular magazine over time until I have a stack of them that will get profit. Titles like Victoria, Fine Homebuilding, Fine Woodworking, for example, and many others are proven sellers, especially once a collection is built. Collections of books. Records. Games. You start getting it faster than you can look it up or list it. You start stockpiling. Postcards, games, toys, magazines, books, records, on and on. All of a sudden you wake up one day, get out of bed, and TRIP OVER A FRIGGIN' BOX OF CHRISTMAS ORNAMENTS THAT CAN'T GO ON UNTIL THE HOLIDAYS AND OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THERE IS NO MORE ROOM IN THIS FRIGGIN' HOUSE!

My Mother in a semi-disapproving tone tinged with the realization of hopelessness (Not Really A Celebrity): I told him it's a fire hazard. I bought him smoke alarms but I don't know if he ever put them up.

NO BUT GIVE ME 10 MINUTES AND I AM SURE I CAN FIND THEM MA!!!

MY GOD (AND LET ME SKIP AHEAD TO THE POINT OF THIS STORY) I VOW THAT BY THE END OF THE YEAR 2008 I WILL BE ORGANIZED AND THIS CLUTTER WILL BE DISPOSED OF AND MY GIRLFRIEND WILL COME OUT OF HER BEDROOM AGAIN!! THIS I VOW!!!!

Anyway, back to the record search. Let's start in my "ebay Room", where stuff is collected and/or forgotten.

Photo #3 shows the area just inside the entrance to this room. (Note: Records all removed from areas where found prior to photos). Hey, up on those shelves I got from the neighbor before he threw them out (CAUSE I NEED SHELVES!!! OH OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!) Under all the stuffed animals, hey there are 2 boxes of 45s I totally forgot I put up there! How about that. (I drag them out to the living room).

Photo #4 shows the bottom of those same shelves. Hey look, there's two more boxes under there, I just have to move these 40 BOXES OF MIDDLE SCHOOL SUPPLIES IN THE WAY TO PULL THEM OUT! (I drag them out after about 10 minutes and get them into the living room).

There's the file cabinets my dad was getting rid of that I dragged home for storage (CAUSE I NEED STORAGE!!! OH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!) Only LP's and baseball cards in there, and of course stacks of crap on top. Golly, those are sturdy file cabinets.

Main Character in movie "A Clockwork Orange" in that scene where he's stapped down with his eyelids forced open and made to watch something over and over: God, someone CALL ME A FRICKIN' CAB!!

Around the walkway around the giant shelves I scored for free from a store that had no use for them and which store many of the few thousand LP's I have accumulated, ah, there's the handy heavy-duty magazine shelving (Photo #6) that got all those magazines off the floor, ah, just on the floor to the left of those underneath about 75 small boxes and forgotten storage and shipping supplies piled on Great Grandma's old rocking chair, why I'll be, there's another box and a crate of 45's! (I drag them out after about 10 minutes and rearrange stacks of stuff and get them into the living room). Gee, there's more than I thought already, and I'M NOT EVEN OUT OF THE FIRST ROOM YET!!! OH OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Horror Movie Character Hellraiser: You'll never escape from your room within my rubix cube HAHAHAHA!

Let's move around the horseshoe around the shelves that hold the records (Photo #7) and down there at the bottom of the floor, why THERE's 2 MORE BOXES AND ANOTHER UNDER THE CHAIR UNDER THE DESK WITH MORE CRAP PILED IN THE WALKWAY SO YOU CAN'T EVEN REACH THEM!!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!! (I drag them out after about 15 minutes and rearrange stacks of stuff and get them into the living room).

Hey wait! Up on that shelf on the opposite wall (Photo #8), those old shelves my dad made that were in my room when I was a kid and they gave to me when my parents remodeled after all the kids moved out, so I brought them home and put them up (CAUSE I NEED SHELVES!!! OH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!).

Bill Murray in the Movie "Groundhog Day": GOD HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO HEAR THIS?!?

Why, there's another stack of 45's. (I start gritting my teeth while I talk).

Steve Martin as the Dentist in "Sgt. Pepper" or "Little Shop Of Horrors" or whatever movie he was the crazy dentist in: This guy seems to have a problem with his jaw.

(At least I don't have to MOVE ANYTHING THIS TIME!!! I take them into the living room).

Now let us move along to the one main closet in the house, what's that honey? You want me to slide some food under the door? Why don't you just come out and eat? Well, ok (hold on, be right back, she won't come out so I gotta feed her again, damn interruptions!).

OK, back to the closet (Photo #9), hey, in that steel cabinet that grandma gave me years ago and I spray painted it orange cause I NEED STORAGE, blah, blah, you got the picture. Why there's two stacks of 45s! And gosh, there's a green case of older 45s I scored at that rummage sale that time! (NOTE: COMES WITH AUCTION!!!! SEEN IN GALLERY PHOTO!!! OHHHHHHH!!!!) Let me move these boxes from in front of the cabinet and drag those out.

Comedian Robin Williams: Does this guy ever shut up? Goop bleep glop blak!

Onward to the other bedroom. This is my toy room. See, on top of doing and accumulating ebay stuff, I collect HAPPY MEAL TOYS!!! COME PLAY TOYS WHERE EVERYTHING IS HAPPY AND THERE ARE NO FEES!!! OHHHHH!!!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Open the door, CAN'T WALK IN THE ENTRANCE (Photo #10) BECAUSE THERE ARE CRATES OF BOOKS AND MAGAZINES THAT I HAVEN'T FIT INTO THE OTHER ROOMS YET OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! JUST MOVE THEM OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHH!!! And just to the right THERE'S TWO MORE STACKS OF 45's!!! WHERE DID THEY ALL COME FROM?!?!? ARE THEY BREEDING!?!?!??? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!!!!!!!!!!

Donald Sutherland using his serious face in the Movie "Invasian of the Body Snatchers" : This is other worldly. Let's run.

(Photo #11) THERE'S ANOTHER BOX OF 45s OVER THERE ON THOSE ROWS OF RECORDS THAT I COULDN'T FIT INTO THE EBAY ROOM OR THE CLOSET!!! OHHHHHH!!! OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! LET ME JUST DRAAAAAAAAAG THOOOOOOOOOOOSE OUUUUUUUUUUT TOOOOOOOOOO THE LIVING ROOM!!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JUST SHOOT ME I MAY AS WELL BE MARRIED!!!! What's that honey? Oh I'm sorry, I was just talking to some friends, I know you're trying to watch TV, I'll be quieter! WISH YOU'D COME OUT OF YOUR ROOM HUNNY!!!!

(Photo #12) I GOT MORE 45s THAN I COULD SORT BEFORE THE FRIGGIN' SUPER BOWL STARTS ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll bet there's MORE IN THE BACK CORNER OF THIS ROOM BUT I'M NOT GOIN' BACK THERE!!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Cartoon Character Chris Griffin from "Family Guy": That's where the evil monkey lives.

Leonard Nimoy in the old series "In Search Of" (sans ears): These are mysteries that man has yet to uncover.

John Madden again using that little tool where he makes X's and draws lines all over to explain some impossibly simple concept: If you get a lot of stuff here (X) and you move it all over here (X, then draws line to girlfriends bedroom door), well then you're girlfriend (makes X on door) WON'T COME OUT OF HER ROOM!!!!! OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

The moral to this saga?

Let me turn it over to...............

Late Night Talk Show Host David Letterman: Paul, here are the

Top 6 Ways You Can Tell That ebay Has Made You Irrational

#6--You find things in your own house, and it is like a new find that you don't ever recall seeing in your life!

#5--You spend 5 hours writing a stupid story questioning your own sanity with quotes from cartoon characters, famous people, and ficticious movie characters, and INSERT IT IN YOUR AUCTION DESCRIPTION! OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

#4--If you want to pick up a hitchiker, you have to leave some stuff by the side of the road!!

#3--You have so many 45rpms, to get an estimate of the total you have to count out around 150, measure the stack, and then MEASURE THE REST!!!! OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#2--When you get up in the night to go to the bathroom, you have to walk sideways to avoid running into stuff!

And the #1 Way You Can Tell That ebay Has Made You Irrational....

#1--You're Girlfriend WON'T COME OUT OF HER BEDROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!

(cue music)

And to summarize by copying and pasting an earlier statement;

I VOW THAT BY THE END OF THE YEAR 2008 I WILL BE ORGANIZED AND THIS CLUTTER WILL BE DISPOSED OF AND MY GIRLFRIEND WILL COME OUT OF HER BEDROOM AGAIN!! THIS I VOW!!!!

And that is my story. I hope if you got this far that you found some entertainment value. I am available to write for you for a small fee. Or a large one if you are wealthy. And that is why I decided just to sell all the 45's as one big lot without going through them. STUFF HAS GOT TO GO!!! It's ok, IT'LL ALL BE ALRIGHT, RIGHT HONEY?!?!? HONEY?!?!?

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Winner pays shipping to be determined at the end of the auction. DISREGARD ANY TOTALS IN THE EBAY SHIPPING CALCULATOR I CAN'T GET THEM OFF THE SCREEN. Shipping weight will be approximately 240 pounds in Four separate 60-pound boxes from zip code 95521. Media Mail rates apply within the continental USA. Likely around $100 within the continental USA. Others to be determined at the end of the auction. Use USPS.com to estimate charges. Or e-mail me (tdstin✧✧✧@hotm✧✧✧.c✧✧) and I will estimate it for you. I will not overcharge for shipping. Worldwide is fine, but be aware that I accept only the following payment methods;

--Paypal (cash transfer or credit card).

--Money Order

"Nothing in Photos #2 through #12 is included in this auction."

hahaha, you sicking friggin' numbskull.

Does Sally Struthers still do those ads?

"Comedian Robin Williams."

i remember an ebay auction from a while back of a couple hundred sleveless 45s stored on a hockey stick (hockey stick included)

My dad is a rare record dealer and I've seen the cream of the crop, lemme tell ya. People get to the point where they come to physical blows with each other. OTOH, he's apparently struck up communications with R. Crumb and C. Ware based on his work; so you get teh cool nutties too.

-- forksclovetofu, Sunday, June 24, 2007 12:38 AM (7 months ago) Bookmark Link

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BIG HOOS aka the steendriver

SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M NOT INTERESTED IN DOING CONSULTING WITH YOU, I JUST WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING JERK!!!!!!

huh? HOOS works in IT too?

BIG SYS aka the administrator

aka the administeenor

THIS WAS ABOUT A BAD DATE

with hoos?

Did you notice the timestamps?

I figured you were paralyzed by a long afterglow

or maybe paralyzed by "big" hoos

is that like a tramp stamp? i figured hoos was the type

Up for sale is the original pressing with the banned cover of Sister by Sonic Youth released by SST Records in 1987. Included with the record is the lyrics insert. Originally, we thought the record art had been banned due to the nudity on both sides. However, I have since learned that it was due to Disney's objection of their characters on the jacket. Go figure!

PLEASE NOTE: We use the Goldmine rating system (M/NM/EX/VG+/VG/G) to visibly grade the records. We do not have the equipment to listen to the records.

Record Condition - Near Mint

Jacket Condition - Very Good Plus

The jacket is in excellent condition with some small creases around the edges. There is an small (less than 1 inch) area on the spine of the jacket where it has ripped.

This record, and 8 other Sonic Youth records we are listing are from a 1 owner collection. We have a HUGE 1200+ record collection that we will be listing by bands and/or individuals. This collection includes mostly rock, alternative rock, punk rock, and hard rock. All of the records have been stored in a basement for the past fifteen years. Some of the records experienced some humidity damage from storage. All efforts will be made to completely describe all problems with records and jackets. Please check back weekly for new listings!

shut the fuck up; i don't care that the syntax highlighting is "wrong" you fucking aspie. See if I ever help you ever again!

but i thought we were friends...