First off, I need to mention that a person’s MOVING sale is not a person’s ESTATE sale. I know we have talked about this before, but it seems like a reminder is in order. Estate sale means a person has passed away, or maybe even been put into a nursing home. It implies that you are selling a person’s “estate” — hence the name. It doesn’t mean your P.O.S. nasty kitchen table, toddler clothing, your husband’s old T-shirts, and your cheap ass Walmart shoes. YUCK!

O.K., now that I have that off my chest I can get on with the rest of the sales. I just happened to have Friday off this week and I hate to say it, but I really didn’t see that many sales listed. The above mentioned “estate” sale. Then a sale that ended up having some of the most scary dolls — really, this one that talks and writes will probably kill me in my sleep.

That shit freaks me out. And they had tables and tables of dolls. It was too much.

At the next sale I was pretty stoked to get an Ebonite skull bowling ball for $10 (with free stand — who knew you needed a stand, right?)

I then hit a sale in Olympic Manor that didn’t have much, but they did have about ten freeboxes.

Most of them just had crap, but I dug into one of them and came out with this really awesome box of 1890s – 1920s photos.

Karl called after I came home and started looking through all of the free vintage photos to tell me about a sale that he had just been to that he thought might be worthy. I got back in the car and ended up at this sale that I have been to literally 8 times in the last 7 years. Same sale, same crap, same!