Turns out I'm not going to Amsterdam

I am, however, going to have lunch with my boy Jim Scully, who put in the highest bid for my Uncle Sam sculpture.  $3,100.  Which is not chicken feed.  My excitement about the bidding process was extremely high until I found that I won't be receiving any of the money.  Just another example of The Man keeping a brother down.

Still, the least I can do is take the guy to lunch.