It's a sickness, there's no doubt about it.

When I land a bike at a garage sale, I proudly mount it on the bike rack and move on to the next sale. When I get home I leave the bike on the rack for all the neighbors to see. Like they almost care! I ve worked my way up to 50 bikes.

My wife looks at it like this, it's cheaper to let me buy these garage sale beauties and work on them than to pay a psychiatrist to get me to stop.