Brother, What a Repair

One of the aspects of garage saling I enjoy is the opportunity to bring new use or life back to castoff objects.  That may mean refinishing abused furniture or a little tinkering on mechanical or electrical items to get them back to 100% (or close) operation.

The Brother stereo I bought last year fell into that category.  

What was on TV December 27th 1980 through January 2nd, 1981

We're back on track with TV Guide this week with a trip back to 1980 just before it became 1981.

The Pink Dot that Hurts a Lot?

I found this partly-used box of Sylvania Flashbulbs (with the Blue Dots for Sure Shots) at an estate sale a while back.

I had absolutely no use for them (having sold my Land Camera last year) , but I liked the box graphics and it was only $1.

I was familiar with the Blue Dots, but I'd never heard that they could turn pink indicating they had gone bad. Apparently, the blue dot is Cobalt Chloride which turns pink when exposed to moisture in the air, indicating a vacuum leak in the bulb and therefore no good, not to mention possibly dangerous if used; cracked flashbulbs have a tendency to explode.

I'm Nuts, You're Nuts, We're All Nuts for Spudnuts

Going through some of my collected ephemera the other day, I came across this postcard.  

Son of Stuff I Can Live Without

Continuing the Stuff I Can Live Without series, I present to you the following:

I saw this homemade chip and dip combo at a local antique mall.  The creator has done the unthinkable and destroyed two of the  butter-dish cereal bowls similar to those I wrote about here.  A few blocks of wood and bottlecap arms and legs later and you’ve got…well, you can see what you’ve got.  

Now that I think of it, it kind of reminds me of William Shatner in stereotypical Mexican attire.

The Best Christmas Present I Never Got

My mom provided daycare for a couple of kids back in the 70’s when I was about 10.  It was a brother and sister and the boy was a year younger than me.  I recall one day shortly after Christmas he brought one of his presents over.  It was a Marx Magic Shot Shooting Gallery.  The Gallery was a plastic box similar in shape and size to a 13” tube tv with a piece of plexiglass closing off the targets inside. 

Holiday Mail

Previously I wrote of the decline of Christmas card sending.  I found this related item at an estate sale earlier this month.  I found it at the blingle house.  

The basket in front is a pocket to store your flood of Christmas cards until you get a chance to open them.

I'm not sure what kind of bicycle Santa is riding, but he seems to be engulfing everything but the wheels and the ends of the handle bars.  Stick to the sleigh, Santa.

For That Swell Guy I Married

I found this oversized Christmas card somewhere some years back.  It measures 13" x 9.5" which made for great difficulty in scanning.  I had scan each section in four parts and stitch them together, so I hope someone appreciates it!

If features the husband as Clark Griswald-esque, bumbling by lovable.  I love the wife's wardrobe.  I wonder if I could talk my wife into one of those...

Aluminum! It's Not Just for Christmas Trees Anymore!

I consider it fortunate that the items I seek out at estate sales are generally not the focus of the majority that attend them.  I find vintage ephemera to be fascinating and luckily it remains affordable at most sales.

I found this brochure for Alcoa Aluminum at a garage sale years ago.  It dates from 1959 and touts the many uses of aluminum.  Alcoa is still in business today.  I wonder if they still manufacture the "fish finder"...

From: Me To: You

I found these tags in a Christmas card box at an estate sale a few weekends ago.  I love the graphics on these.  The style just can't be replicated despite the best efforts of repro artists; I wonder why that is.  Anyway, I thought now would be a good time to publish them in case anyone is looking for some vintage tags with which to festoon their Christmas gifts.  Is everyone's gifts wrapped?

Season's Greetings

I was finishing up writing my Christmas cards this year and noted how few I'd received the previous year.  With the advent of the internet and constant contact through texting, emails and social media, the art of sending Christmas cards is definitely declining, and I think that's sad.  While I can appreciate how much closer people are today with these new tools at their disposal, the idea of sitting down and taking the time to write a personal note on a Christmas card is one I hate to see fade away.

At an estate sale this past Summer, I found a scrapbook in which the owner had pasted Christmas cards she had received over the years.  These probably date from the 1940's or 1950's.

Ding Dong! It's 1973 Calling!

If anyone ever asked me what I see most of, but never buy at garage sales,I'd say it's Avon bottles.  For some reason, people collected these things like they were going to be worth tons of money.  They're not.  I guess they were the Beanie Babies of the 70's.

But when I came across a cache of old Avon Christmas catalogs, of course I picked them up.

First up are two from 1973.  They're identified as "Campaign 23" and "24".

Not much to say about these, just enjoy.

Campaign 23

Have Yourself a Little Golden Christmas

I've been intending to do a post on Little Golden Books I've collected from garage sales over the years.  Frankly, the sheer volume of books I have has put it off. I thought I'd compromise with a Christmas-themed post of them.

First up is Frosty the Snow Man.  Originally published in 1950, below is a 1980 edition.  Not quite the Rankin-Bass version, it sticks more closely to the famous song.

Christmas - Now with Brownulation

I'm heading out of town for a quick get-a-way this weekend, so I'll leave you with some ads from the December 1966 edition of Family Circle.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How Aluminum are your Branches

I assembled this little mid century Christmas package from pieces I've picked up over the past few years. 

What was on TV December 8th through 14th, 1979

This will be a short post as far as comments.  But we all know you come for the pictures anyway.  Christmas specials were really gearing up this week in 1979.  Things I noted were how many celebrity Christmas specials there were.  From Crystal Gayle to Pat Boone to Donnie and Marie to Dean Martin.  Even though these show were usually pretty bad (Bing Crosby's Christmas Specials being the exception of course) I miss seeing them.

Blingle All the Way

This past summer I picked up yet another dancing Santa similar to the ones I blogged here.  But this Santa had been seriously blinged out by its enthusiastic owner:

 

 

I vaguely recall when people were blinging things out with pins and beads in the early '70's and this Santa was a victim beneficiary of that fad.

 

Then yesterday at an estate sale in Affton I found the perfect accompaniment for him.

 

The owner of this tree was seriously into blinging.  There were numerous other blinged pieces there and I picked up a few:

 

 

 

 

Blingle Claus and Blingle Tree, together at last.

Santa's Busy Busy

I stopped at an estate sale last night on my way home.  It was an odd Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday sale.  It was the end of the second day, so there wasn't much left, but I did pick this up for a quarter.

Stuff I Can Live Without

Reading through this blog, you might wonder if I have any limits to what I will buy.  Believe it or not, I do.  I've been toying around with the idea of profiling things I can definitely live without and I've decided this item will be my first installment of a series I like to call "Stuff I Can Live Without".

Sleep well.

Merry Christmas Clara and Les, Wherever You Are

Some people wonder why I buy personalized items at garage and estate sales.  I find it adds to the charm of the piece and gives it a sense of history.  I bought this dish in Webster Groves this past fall.

What was on TV November 25th through December 1st, 1978

Time for another look into television past.  This week, it's November 25th through December 1st, 1978 with a Suzanne Somers cover and a look at the New World of Video Discs.

Santas on Parade

Tis the season, so I thought I'd share some of my Christmas finds this past year.  Specifically Santa figures.  I'll admit it, I'm a sucker for the fat, bearded, jolly one, and I don't mean Orson Welles.  Most of these figures are plastic from Japan or Hong Kong dating from the late 1960's to 1970's.  These were all bought for $1 or less.