From the Sublime to the Ridiculous

The title of this post seems a bit out of my league, like I might be writing above my pay grade (considering our pay grade is zero, I would say that is a definite yes!), but looking at the list of photos, it seems there were just two extreme opposites when it came to pictures, so that is where we are going.  I probably should have reversed the order, as I usually start with the worst, and then give our loyal readers a little breath of fresh air at the end to perk them up.  Wouldn’t want to leave you comatose in front of the computer from an overabundance of unbearable crap!

Unsurprisingly, the worst of the lot comes from the bins at Goodwill.  We’ll start off easy:

Gotta say, we know why they discarded the big old box of mimeograph paper.  We just want to know how deep and dark the cupboard was where it has been kept for 40 odd years, that it is just coming back to light now.  Maybe a good old-fashioned turn out might have been in order much earlier.  They probably found a stack of carbon paper, an overhead projector and an unopened box of 3 1/2 inch floppy discs in there too, although we didn’t find those in a bin.

This has been hanging around for a few years, too:

We loved the title.  Who wouldn’t want to go to work everyday as the driver of the “Big Squirt”?  Does the Big Squirt still exist somewhere, and if so, don’t they need the parts manual?  From looking at the book, we were unable to determine what the Big Squirt did, other than squirt, but hey, what more do you need?

Deb found a stack of records, and became wildly amused.  Let’s start with this:

Who knew that one record was all you needed to speak like a native?  Perhaps the cover was to let you know that you would really only succeed in speaking like a tourist.  I could probably handle that.  My grandfather always said he didn’t need to speak Spanish (he lived in New Mexico) as he could point in Spanish.  Apparently the gendarme in the photo can point in tourist, so it’s all good.

We searched high and low for the record to go into this jacket, but alas no luck, so just a photo:

For some reason this looks very familiar to me, but I am not sure why.  According to Wikipedia, this cartoon was on in 1971, which would put in my wheelhouse, but I have no real recollection of it.  It was a Hanna-Barbera  production, and was one of the first cartoons to use a laugh track.  Can’t imagine what was on the album, and now we will never know.

We are probably very well pleased that we don’t know what was on this album:

There is NO WAY this could have been a good movie.  OK, I just went and looked and Rotten Tomatoes gave it a 91%.  It does have James Coburn in it, not that he is a favorite of mine, but for some folks.  It also went by several other titles including Duck your Head, A Fistful of Dynamite, and Once Upon a Time … the Revolution.  It is considered one of writer Sergio Leone’s most overlooked movies.  Who knew?  It still makes for an odd title for a movie or an album.

The rest of the post is about a couple of estate sales we went to.  I will start off with one last odd thing, and then it gets better, I promise.  We spent quite a while trying to figure out why they put an outhouse in the basement:

This was in the laundry room.  There was a washer, a dryer, a shower, and a closet with a toilet in it.  I expected a one-holer when I opened the door.  Wonder if the lady of the house vetoed the moon cut out in the door?  The whole basement was also VERY short–a tall person’s nightmare.  You know the ceiling is low when I can easily touch it.  The summer intern barely made it down the steps, and I noticed him ducking (you sucker!) the whole time he was down there.

The lady of the house did have wonderful taste in hats:

That flowered one just makes you smile doesn’t it?  She had something in common with the lady who owned the house for the next estate sale, too:

I think if you look up the word jaunty in the dictionary there might be a photo of the feather in this hat.  I like it much better than the rose-covered one in the background.  It just makes me want to find a green suit and wear it out on the town.  (Not that we purchased any, as the prices were higher than we pay for hats.)  We are very glad we don’t collect hats; we each have a few, and that is good enough.  They take up a lot of room, and it’s really hard to wear them every day.  You get odd looks in the grocery store.

We also like this gal’s idea of proper bathing attire:

The suits were great, but that bathing cap was the living end.  I really want it to be one of a set for a team of synchronized swimmers.  Just imagine.  If Busby Berkeley had only seen it first!  This sale had absolutely amazing clothes, but most of them were a size 2, if that (not sure where the swimsuits came in as they look bigger), so the clothes were going nowhere, as it is a rare gal who can fit in them, these days.

She also owned this:

Be still my heart, a Lalique Ice Bucket.  This is no lightweight either.  It stands about nine inches tall and weighs a solid ten pounds or so.  How do I know this you ask?  I made the mistake of telling my husband about it, and we were back over there the next day for half-price day, and it came home with us.  I do adore it, but we will be eating Ramen for the next month to afford it, even at half price:

Hard to imagine it was a pretty good deal at this price, and a screaming one at half price!

I want to leave you with one last pretty, as it fits with the other stuff.  Take a look at this stunning umbrella:

I know you can’t see it too well, so here is a closeup of the sterling silver handle:

And a closeup of the price tag.  The silk was pretty shot, but that handle was to die for.  Must have been one pretty fancy parasol in its day.  I don’t think I would have ever picked it up, as it would have bothered me not to be able to open it at all.  I am glad someone else took it home.  I will sit and stare at my ice bucket, thank you very much.

Looks like we might have another good estate sale for today, so we will report back if it’s any good, and if there is anything you need to see, as we are ever vigilant on behalf of our readers!

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8 Responses to From the Sublime to the Ridiculous

  1. romitazz says:

    I love reading your adventures – congrats on the ice bucket!!

    • kathy & deb says:

      So glad you enjoy our nonsense! That ice bucket was amazing and I knew that once Kathy’s husband saw it, it was going home with them. It’s the highlight of their art glass collection, for sure. It’s amazing what your neighbors have tucked away, unsuspected, in their houses.

  2. sandi magle says:

    You two are toooooooo funny!

    • kathy & deb says:

      Thanks Sandi. We do love to be silly–thanks for joining in because we would stop if people weren’t still enjoying it!

  3. Barbara Forde says:

    OMG Love the Ice bucket.

    • kathy & deb says:

      It is so amazingly beautiful in person–and HEAVY!! It has a good home now and pride of place in Kathy’s display area.

  4. Stephanie Gazell says:

    Oh my, that ice bucket! What a great find! Good job taking it home – I’m glad it didn’t get bought before you went back.

    • kathy & deb says:

      It wasn’t getting a ton of love at the sale while we were there. A few people were gawking, but most were walking on by. It’s like the Tiffany vase that we saw at another sale–we were the only ones staring at it! I’m not sure if it’s the price tag, or people just aren’t buying those kinds of things now. I’m also surprised that someone didn’t put a bid in the bid box that was a couple of bucks over half price in case they weren’t the first people in the room on the second day. It’s a good thing that Kathy has it–she loves it and it will be her hubby’s pride and joy.

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