I recently went to an estate auction of Tom T. Hall's personal stuff.

I guess Tom T must have been cleaning out a garage or a basement and just getting rid of a lot of things

They had a lot of really great items one in particular was a pool table that was Tom T's

They told a story about how George Jones once passed out drunk on top of the pool table

And Tom T threw a blanket over him and let him sleep the whole night

and George woke up the next morning having no idea where he was or how he got there. After hearing

that story, I had to have it. I have nowhere to put a pool table, but I had to have it. I started

bidding on it. I had myself convinced that maybe it would somehow fit in my kitchen and I figured I'd

just explain it to Amy when I got home. But I don't like spending money so I'm not going to

bid very much on stuff at an auction. I'm looking for the deals. I'm that guy. And once it got up

over two, three hundred dollars, it got out of my league league and it ended up selling for six hundred dollars

to a singer-songwriter guy here in Nashville who's amazingly talented and a whole lot of you probably have his records

but I won't out him here. It was also a really nice wall clock that went up for auction

it was a wedding present from Harlan Howard to

Tom Tee and Dixie Hall back when they got married way back when and I wanted that. Once it got

up to $200, I gave up on it. Ended up missing out on that. There's also a really nice old typewriter.

I think it was from the 1930s that Tom T. supposedly

wrote a lot of songs on and he even wrote his book using that typewriter. And I wanted that

pretty bad, but it went for way more money than I was ever going to spend. So there's always one

guy in an auction who's waiting for nobody to bid on something

and they'll just say one dollar and they'll give it to the guy. I'm usually that guy. And my moment

finally came when there was a box of miscellaneous junk that nobody wanted. And I went ahead and

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