Vinca (1000+ posts) Sat May-14-11 05:54 PM
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So I got all excited today . . . it was my first solo yard sale outing since the hip replacement. I went all over the place, but ended up at a "regular" tag sale some people who buy storage units hold on Saturdays. So I picked up a few neat smalls - nothing great - and was standing there chatting with 2 other dealer/pickers when a vase caught my eye. It was clear and frosted and had fake flowers in it, but somehow I spotted etched writing through the foot of it. I grabbed it and turned it over and could only make out "France." But, it was heavy and looked to be of good quality, so I added it to the pile. Total money spent: $10. When I got home I joked to my husband that I might have found a piece of Lalique. Eventually I got around to looking at it with a loupe and nearly fell over. Lalique! On further inspection it turned out to be made by Marie Claude Lalique (last of the family) and not Rene. Still probably worth $150 and it felt really good to know I've still got "the eye."
standing there chatting with 2 other dealer/pickersDid anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
Did anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
I had never heard it used that way, but I've never attended an auction or (shudder) yard sale.
Did anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
I had never heard it used that way, but I've never attended an auction or (shudder) yard sale.
Frank, do you anticipate perhaps branching out and casting various DUmmies in forthcoming stories?
I could TOTALLY see you composing an opus about greedy grubbing greenbrier, or Stinky the Cat, or Doug's Stupid Ex-Wife. Mayhap you could incorporate several of these Dummies into one story, and have something explode. :-)
Anyway, keep up the good work of entertaining us. :cheersmate: After all, we have no other lives to live. :whistling:
Did anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
I had never heard it used that way, but I've never attended an auction or (shudder) yard sale.
Did anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
I had never heard it used that way, but I've never attended an auction or (shudder) yard sale.
Total money spent: $10. When I got home I joked to my husband that I might have found a piece of Lalique. Eventually I got around to looking at it with a loupe and nearly fell over. Lalique! On further inspection it turned out to be made by Marie Claude Lalique (last of the family) and not Rene. Still probably worth $150 and it felt really good to know I've still got "the eye."
Frank, do you anticipate perhaps branching out and casting various DUmmies in forthcoming stories? I could TOTALLY see you composing an opus about greedy grubbing greenbrier, or Stinky the Cat, or Doug's Stupid Ex-Wife. Mayhap you could incorporate several of these Dummies into one story, and have something explode. :-)
Anyway, keep up the good work of entertaining us. :cheersmate: After all, we have no other lives to live. :whistling:
Wouldn't a good regressive go back to the garage sale and give the person what the item was actually worth?
I dunno, madam; we'll see how it goes.
I'm just flailing and flopping aimlessly around at the moment, idly and randomly doing this and that, while trying to figure out a way to observe the primitives without the primitives being aware franksolich is observing them.
This is one of those things, those random things; if it bears fruit, sure, more stories, but if it doesn't, I'll find something else. Unlike the primitives, I don't spend all day on the internet--having to work for a living and all that--but the times I'm off the internet, dealing with real life, the creative juices flow.
You know, there's so many primitives trying to make a quick buck in used goods.
It seems to me their lives would be a whole lot easier, and much more financially secure, if they just took a job at the local factory instead.
I don't think there is anything wrong with finding old stuff that people have no use for, taking it fixing it up and making a buck. It's good honest labor as long as you get the items legitimately. My grandfather worked for the city for years and years and during his day he would come across old items that people didn't want so he would take them home fix them up etc. It was a hobby and a little extra money, not to mention something to fall back on during layoffs and other hard times.
My sister is opening up a thrift store in a small GA town, hopefully she will do well.
I love that show American Pickers, I would love to do what they do. Travel all around finding interesting stuff, meeting interesting people, and make a decent living doing so.
Seems to me, yard sales in northern Nebr., are refered to as rummage sales.
It's been a long time, I don't recall for sure.
Did anyone use the term "pickers" before that TV show?
I had never heard it used that way, but I've never attended an auction or (shudder) yard sale.
I don't think there is anything wrong with finding old stuff that people have no use for, taking it fixing it up and making a buck. It's good honest labor as long as you get the items legitimately. My grandfather worked for the city for years and years and during his day he would come across old items that people didn't want so he would take them home fix them up etc. It was a hobby and a little extra money, not to mention something to fall back on during layoffs and other hard times.
My sister is opening up a thrift store in a small GA town, hopefully she will do well.
I love that show American Pickers, I would love to do what they do. Travel all around finding interesting stuff, meeting interesting people, and make a decent living doing so.