All kinds of shit, most of it moldy, that I have had in my storage unit for 15 years since I went broke, thinking that someday I would have a house big enough to put it in again. One couch, mouse-eaten. Lots of moldy books. 1 tent, mildewd. Broken shit. Clothes that my children wore 15 years ago. A very nice piece of furniture that has turned to shit. And a whole bunch of other shit. I value it at the amount I have paid to keep it in storage over the years. Special bonus, a photo of me and Mike and Ande in 1961, valued at $400,000.