I'm always a sucker for the stapled bags of mystery in the bins, buckets, and dark corners of the thrift store. Could be anything in there, right? Mickey Mantle baseball cards, or secret decoder rings, or precious rubies...
Well, most of it is just garbage too tiny to sell separately, but occasionally you might find a that orange snake that came with the old Yoda action figure (the one you lost instantly in 1981), a heart shaped Chicago Cubs pinback from the 60s, an anti-rock-and-roll religious booklet about the evils of ZZ Top, or a nice rubber octopus, or some other similar silliness.
Not too long ago (my way of saying "When in the hell did I buy this?") I paid a buck and half for a mixed bag of matchbooks and boxes. Some are from the 50s I think, with with some great Googie architecture, some were swiped from Bill's Steakhouse last week. But all in all I think it was worth the price.
I'm always a sucker for the stapled bags of mystery in the bins, buckets, and dark corners of the thrift store. Could be anything in there, right? Mickey Mantle baseball cards, or secret decoder rings, or precious rubies...
Well, most of it is just garbage too tiny to sell separately, but occasionally you might find a that orange snake that came with the old Yoda action figure (the one you lost instantly in 1981), a heart shaped Chicago Cubs pinback from the 60s, an anti-rock-and-roll religious booklet about the evils of ZZ Top, or a nice rubber octopus, or some other similar silliness.
Not too long ago (my way of saying "When in the hell did I buy this?") I paid a buck and half for a mixed bag of matchbooks and boxes. Some are from the 50s I think, with with some great Googie architecture, some were swiped from Bill's Steakhouse last week. But all in all I think it was worth the price.
