I got involved in the garage sale three years ago when my older son Brian was a freshman. I enjoy garage sales and flea markets, and I get to meet some great ladies.

We still have it. I saw it a couple of days ago in the garage when I was home for Christmas.

Besides shopping at garage sales, I love hosting garage sales. Every year my mom and I dig through our houses and find a bunch of crap (I mean really terrific stuff) to sell so we can earn some money so we can go back out and buy some more crap (I mean really terrific stuff) that we’ll use for a bit and then turn around and garage-sale in a couple of years. It’s the circle of life suburban style.

We still have it. I saw it a couple days ago in the garage when I was home for Christmas. It's kind of like being in a tortoise shell. For standing in it, it's OK. Sitting in the saddle, it just didn't fit.

He's a freshman so he's still learning. There wasn't a lot of contact made on (Davis), but Brian did kind of brush by him a bit as he flew by. In that situation, he needs to just put a hand up in his face without touching him.

I'm irrelevant to this sale. The Nationals decided to sell it long ago,