"George Shirley" > wrote
> At's okay, I keep telling her, "When you die I'm renting a 60-yard skip
> and throwing stuff out to make room for my next wife, who damned sure
> won't be an artist or a scavenger." She just smiles sweetly and keeps my
> life insurance policies handy.

Careful George. My aunt's husband told her the same thing, and I have just
spent two months of weekends loading *his* stuff into bags and boxes and
dispatching it to various charities.