Don't look at it as hoarding. Look at it as "making sure everyone at your estate sale is extremely entertained." (That's my current goal, considering that my house decorating style is pretty much "proving that The Red Green Show and Doctor Who are really the same TV program.")
Oh, and twist-turny stories: the place where I always bought "The Nose" was Direct Hit Records in Dallas's Exposition Park area (directly across from Fair Park), and owner Kelly Keys loved to mess with people with lots of Kennedy assassination imagery in the store. One of her favorite stunts was to buy John Kennedy busts from thrift stores (by the early 1990s, Goodwills in Dallas were full of them after the estate sales were done), and sell them after adding entry wounds. To this day, I regret that given the choice between buying one and ransacking Direct Hit's magazine section, I always went for the magazines, but I definitely wouldn't have become the writer I became. As I said, regret.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Even moving can’t make me depart with my precious(es). I can take those off your hands and add them to my collection.
In fact, the Billy Beer made me miss the beer bottle collection I built in high school (including a rare 1980s Cuban beer my dad brought me). Where are they now? 😢
Ha! Oh I'm sorry, THAT item is not for sale...An American friend who lives in Prague once called up that sausage company and wanted to buy some logo t-shirts, to give away as hilarious holiday gifts. The employee apparently was confused by the appeal. Why would you want so many? To them it's just their logo.
Don't look at it as hoarding. Look at it as "making sure everyone at your estate sale is extremely entertained." (That's my current goal, considering that my house decorating style is pretty much "proving that The Red Green Show and Doctor Who are really the same TV program.")
Oh, and twist-turny stories: the place where I always bought "The Nose" was Direct Hit Records in Dallas's Exposition Park area (directly across from Fair Park), and owner Kelly Keys loved to mess with people with lots of Kennedy assassination imagery in the store. One of her favorite stunts was to buy John Kennedy busts from thrift stores (by the early 1990s, Goodwills in Dallas were full of them after the estate sales were done), and sell them after adding entry wounds. To this day, I regret that given the choice between buying one and ransacking Direct Hit's magazine section, I always went for the magazines, but I definitely wouldn't have become the writer I became. As I said, regret.
Perfectly legit ephemera, Jack!
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Even moving can’t make me depart with my precious(es). I can take those off your hands and add them to my collection.
In fact, the Billy Beer made me miss the beer bottle collection I built in high school (including a rare 1980s Cuban beer my dad brought me). Where are they now? 😢
I collected bottles also when I ws a kid, out on the ranch. Back in the 60s people just threw them out the car window!
Right? I have old Tab bottles and PBR (can with tab pull!) that I found at my grandparents house.
It really is a sickness.
Where’s the bidding on the Czech blowjob sausage at?
Ha! Oh I'm sorry, THAT item is not for sale...An American friend who lives in Prague once called up that sausage company and wanted to buy some logo t-shirts, to give away as hilarious holiday gifts. The employee apparently was confused by the appeal. Why would you want so many? To them it's just their logo.
Looks curated to me.