I had a friend who was unsuccessfully trying to sell some really shitty t-shirts at a Dragon Con back in '95. He didn't sell ONE. I sat down and started autographing them and sold every damn one of them in 2 hours. The punchline: I'm NOBODY. Why would they want my autograph? I also sold a smashed alarm clock for 20 bucks, and a SQUARE PIECE OF WOOD for fifty more. If this guy gets 80 bucks for a magazine that just came out, more power to him. God Bless America.