I pulled four different tubs to pick this lot. Stuff I haven't laid eyes on in years.
I put on some good music (I've been on an Alan Parsons Project, Steely Dan, Grateful Dead tear lately, with a healthy dash of Motown) pick up a piece and chop it into nine pieces, not hard logistically, whether by ripping or cutting. Then I sort them out into nine piles. Eight for sale and, you guessed it, one for me. One of these days I'll just bust out my own hoard and let those go too.
(T. I made up two very different ones for your double order. There should be little to no duplication.)