When John Fucking Steinbeck's personal effects and papers go up for auction and only draw 75 grand.
Then again, I'll bet if you went up to 100 people in Times Square on a Friday night and asked them who John Steinbeck was, they'd say, "Isn't he that guy on The Daily Show?"
I'll tell you what, if I ever DO find The Guy, I'd want him to present me with Steinbeck's manuscripts and letters instead of a giant diamond.
Seriously.
The Steinbeck stuff will be worth more in the divorce.