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AC lives
by acdickson

Haven't had too much time to flap my jaw lately. AC and the missus are on the way out of Dodge. We found a place in Los Angeles(pronounced Ang-ga-less) and are fixing to be on the road this week with a full Budget truck. We're going to be camped out on the West of end of Los Felix (as in Felix Navidad) for the next year. Rent money doesn't get you quite as much as down there as it does in Portland, but we got a pool and a parking space. That's as good as gold down there in the Southland.

eBay listings have been scant latetly aside from selling off my friends Matthew Barney artifact collection for a handsome profit. I will have some vehicles up for sale in the next few weeks and will be putting up some interesting rock and early jazz ephemera up for sale in mid-February.

If you're in the Portland area, I hope to see you on March 2nd at Reed College. The AC Dickson: eBay PowerSeller seminar is blowing back through town. It's a mere $5 for non-Reedies. Figure on a 7pm start time, 6:30 to get a good seat.

Now, if you've been to one of my seminars, you know I list something during the show to demonstrate how it's done and done right. In the past I've auctioned off such finery as lunch with yours truly or a two hour personal eBay consultation.

I need some suggestions on what to auction at Reed. A afternoon tour of thrift store hot spots with AC (plus lunch at his favorite place for quite reflection southeast's Sun Rice)? Maybe a month long eBay pen pal relationship with AC?

Any ideas?

Inspire me.

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Comments

maybe you could auction off a couple tabs for the reed seminar?

Posted by: e*rock at February 1, 2005 9:35 AM

i want a thriftstore tour of portland.

Posted by: curt at February 4, 2005 3:39 PM

I believe I passed you walking down Franklin near Vermont just the other day. I thought, that couldn't be Andrew Dickson, could it? No, no. No way. Not here in LA. Never. Couldn't be. Simply not possible. And then you didn't seem as tall as I remembered. Maybe I was shorter then. Maybe it was your reduced hair-height. So I decided it wasn't you, after being so sure. But it was, wasn't it, after all?

Posted by: Mitch P. at February 17, 2005 11:27 PM