In this week's installment explaining why social media is simultaneously the best and worst thing to happen to the world, I bring you the saga of the ill-fated garage sale ordinance.
First, some background. If you live, well, practically anywhere, you probably have somebody in your neighborhood who has a perpetual garage sale going. Somewhere around 350 days a year (hey, everyone needs a day off every now and again) there they are with tables of, we'll call it "stuff", strewn about their property. You might see them camping out in a folding chair or something, doing a crossword puzzle and waiting to see if someone will stop and purchase some of their "stuff".