Cleaning Up the Third Floor
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gnomi is now back at home, but I'm still in my Mom's house in New York. After all, the real reason for this trip was for me to clean my stuff out of the third floor of my Mom's house.
A little history here, for those who are interested. My Mom and Dad moved into this house in 1967, and Mom has lived in continuously since then. (Dad died in 1990.) It's a big house, and we mostly used the third floor of the house for storage. There's a lot of junk up there, including a lot of books that Dad somehow acquired but never read. (He was something of a pack rat.) But there's also a lot of my stuff up there, mostly books, magazines, and comic books.
Since my brothers both decided that they didn't care about the stuff on the third floor anymore, it's up to me to extract the stuff I care about. So this week I'm cleaning up. Fortunately, although no one responded directly to my call for help, last week I managed to find two people who were willing to do so -- a freelance writer named Lois, andbatyatoon. Today we began the project. The front room has already been cleaned out, and all that's left behind are books that can be carted away. So the three of us worked on the back room. We found a lot of my stuff, including most of my Asimov books (some autographed) and boxes of comic books. We also designated a lot of stuff as junk and threw it in one of the rooms designated for such.
It's an odd trip down memory lane, and I have to admit that my own priority is the comic books. So near the end of today's work session, we went to the basement, where we found all my comics from 1995 and some from 1994. I'm still looking for all my Zero Hour tie-in books and my complete runs of Firestorm, Crisis, and DC Challenge, but I know they've got to be there somewhere. After all, I found all my Amethyst: Princess of Gemworld books, including the preview in Legion, the 12-issue maxiseries, the issue of DC Comics Presents in which she teamed up with Superman, and the Annual that served as a springboard to the ongoing series (which I never bothered with.) So the others are probably in the basement, and later this week we'll look for those.
In the meantime, I'm using the "off-hours" to bag and board comics. And those six hundred bags and boards I had shipped from New England Comics? A severe underestimate...
One final thing though -- being cooped up in this house will drive me nuts. Anyone local (i.e. in the New York City area) want to hang out some night this week?
gnomi is now back at home, but I'm still in my Mom's house in New York. After all, the real reason for this trip was for me to clean my stuff out of the third floor of my Mom's house.A little history here, for those who are interested. My Mom and Dad moved into this house in 1967, and Mom has lived in continuously since then. (Dad died in 1990.) It's a big house, and we mostly used the third floor of the house for storage. There's a lot of junk up there, including a lot of books that Dad somehow acquired but never read. (He was something of a pack rat.) But there's also a lot of my stuff up there, mostly books, magazines, and comic books.
Since my brothers both decided that they didn't care about the stuff on the third floor anymore, it's up to me to extract the stuff I care about. So this week I'm cleaning up. Fortunately, although no one responded directly to my call for help, last week I managed to find two people who were willing to do so -- a freelance writer named Lois, and
batyatoon. Today we began the project. The front room has already been cleaned out, and all that's left behind are books that can be carted away. So the three of us worked on the back room. We found a lot of my stuff, including most of my Asimov books (some autographed) and boxes of comic books. We also designated a lot of stuff as junk and threw it in one of the rooms designated for such.It's an odd trip down memory lane, and I have to admit that my own priority is the comic books. So near the end of today's work session, we went to the basement, where we found all my comics from 1995 and some from 1994. I'm still looking for all my Zero Hour tie-in books and my complete runs of Firestorm, Crisis, and DC Challenge, but I know they've got to be there somewhere. After all, I found all my Amethyst: Princess of Gemworld books, including the preview in Legion, the 12-issue maxiseries, the issue of DC Comics Presents in which she teamed up with Superman, and the Annual that served as a springboard to the ongoing series (which I never bothered with.) So the others are probably in the basement, and later this week we'll look for those.
In the meantime, I'm using the "off-hours" to bag and board comics. And those six hundred bags and boards I had shipped from New England Comics? A severe underestimate...
One final thing though -- being cooped up in this house will drive me nuts. Anyone local (i.e. in the New York City area) want to hang out some night this week?
So much for my memory. I only have the 1st of 4. The legend reborn. Copyright 1987. Sorry to get you excited.
Is it in good condition? I'll give you a buck for it.
Let me reread it and then it's yours.
Also if you want to meet up one evening just to hang out that would be lovely. :)
If he's still interested, I might be able to use his help on Thursday or Friday. Depends on how far my current people get on Wednesday. Let me know if he'd be interested.
And yeah, I'd love to meet up to hang out! Are you free tomorrow night? Email me at mab at mabfan dot com.
What I'll probably end up doing is bagging the comics I care most about, and leaving the rest for another trip. Not ideal, but probably necessary.
And I'm still trying to decide if I should dump the war comics and the Richie Rich comics or save them to sell...
How much Richie Rich do you have?
Think of it this way. Suppose I could get, say, $100 for the whole lot of Richie Rich comics. But to do that I'd have to ship them to Boston, hawk them on eBay, mail them to the winning bidder, etc. It's simply not worth my time.
And as for charities, we've contacted a few about the books and comic books we'd be throwing out. Most are in bad enough condition that no one wants them, and most charities aren't going to send out a truck to pick up one box of stuff they might want.
Of course, that's still not enough, but it'll help.
Hang out?
Sorry I can't help you with the cleanup (my back is better than it used to be, but I still have to take care of it), but maybe I could "hang" with you one evening. You have my card and therefore my number. Give a call during the day; morning is most likely, as I may go somewhere a lot cooler if I find I can't concentrate on my work. (Just because I don't want air conditioning in my apartment doesn't mean I don't appreciate it....)
All the best,
Steven
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