Where the Yard Salers at?



Ah... nothing says quality time with family like a good, old-fashioned yard sale. There was bickering over old cross-country ski sets, annoying devil-sticking routines performed every hour, on the hour, by Alexiss for the entertainment of the neighbourhood, parading around in our mother's old bridal paraphenalia and our dad's wetsuit from 1965, trolling ebay to find out how much a creepy Cricket doll goes for nowadays (we were hoping we might have hit the goldmine with the perky, aryan doll... but it turns out the little tramp tricks for less than 20 bones!). Despite the fact that Kate and I both have some professional communications/marketing experience, we managed to bomb the newspaper ad so thoroughly that only 10 people showed up... forcing us to hold not just one yard sale on a fine October weekend, but two.

We thought you might enjoy the short film "Where the Yard Salers at" - our version of a quasi-philosophical discussion about people, what they like, where they are and why the hell they didn't come to our yard sale. We apologize that the sound is a bit off here - so the video won't be as funny for you as it is for us. Or maybe it will be funnier... you'll just have to see!

Wish you could have been there!