A creeeper came our yard sale asking if we had some tampon cases we could sell to him. I can’t remember the reason he totally made up for wanting them.
Great. You’ve caused me to suddenly WANT A SPLATULA. Thanks. I will be sure to tell my SO to take the issue up with LLD. Have you trademarked the name yet?
Thank you, Mugsy Doodle. I knew you were in my corner. If you love T.O.A.D., I can live with that. I get you on weekdays, T.O.A.D. gets you on weekends (I don’t come here then, anyway)Plus, I hear you have epic boobs, so that gets major points. Still no pics, though, so that’s all hearsay.
I didn’t know Invisible Obama had a side career as a Regretsy model! I guess it makes sense that he’d be on here. I count him as one of my best invisible friends.
*They did come out with “anniversary” tins a few years ago. Nice reproductions of original design (print; the tin was the same design). No, I didn’t go out of my way to track down all four of them at stores. Why do you ask?
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his steri-stripps we are healed.
I think I need to clean out the neighbor’s dumpster. They’ve been chucking valuable “vintage” stuff all day long that didn’t sell at their garage sale, and I’m sure it’s worth a fortune!
“Vintage” stuff has been blowing onto my lawn from the neighbor’s yard all week. I found a fabulous Walmart bag that is gently used but still in excellent condition.
I’m sure I could get at LEAST $20 for it. AT LEAST.
Hey, I’ve been throwing out vintage stuff from a failed garage sale most of this week……..do you live in FW IN? We actually might be neighbors.
Anyone interested in old LP’s ? I can’t think how to apply the proper upf*ckery to make them Etsysaleable. So I pitched hundreds of them. 78′s, too.
DUDE!! Did you seriously already dump the records? I have a friend who collects them. She collects mostly rock, but she has a bunch of other stuff, too – even 78s.
Please… please… don’t! It’s Tony Orlando and Dawn, for Bastet’s sake! This music can melt your ears in a deluge of treacle. Listen to the first 4 bars, and it’s instant diabetes. Its place is among the worst horrors that the 70s contributed to the history of music. Now, of course, perhaps you’re a big pervert, a musical masochist, and in this case there’s nothing I can do for you. But please remember my warning…
Up to now, I’ve only been able to describe from a fading memory what it was like growing up around the 1980 Rubbermaid Party Plan Spatula. Sure, the wife and I always talk about taking the family to see it at the Smithsonian one day, or pray for a Natural History Museum exhibition to come through town, but those dreams were always as brittle as the plastic stoveware we were trying to share. But now, there it is. Right there. I can almost touch it. I am literally one PayPal payment away from bringing this history to my children’s very own little hands. Must stop typing now… weeping.. too much… tears on keyboard… so happy…
To be pedantic and gross in one comment, while our skin colors are quite varied, I think (would have to ask Hannibal Lector to make sure) that all our flesh is pretty much the same.
It’s not JUST an awesome stool, it an awesome stool with a ring alllll the way around for a footrest. So, you can sit on this round stool in any position you want and your feet will ALWAYS have a place to rest themselves.
I just got a housemate with a six-year-old, and I’m keeping a list of things I never thought I’d hear myself say. This morning it was “Don’t strafe the cat with tiny jets! She doesn’t like it.”
I still have one of those. It is my hurricaine phone because if we lose power all the newer phones die. It has a white cord though and it doesn’t always ring but it works for energencies. I live near the water and our electricity goes out a lot. But I am not a hoarder. Oh no. Not me.
Vintage Lead? Indiscernible chunks of metal can’t be vintage (or are ALL vintage if you want to put a lame name on it). Metal never goes away. It’s remelted infinitely.
You’re damning it by association. It did a scene WITH the leads in Law & Order: SVU. It’s an inanimate object and it still shows a greater range of acting skills.
I’ve gotta say- it follows direction very well for an amateur theater phone. The seller told it to “stay right there and look broken”, and it sure did. Spot on.
Back in olden times, before the breakup of AT&T, you had to lease all your phones from them or lease an adapter to plug your third party phone into.
It was said that they could detect how many phones you had by the load the ringers put on the line, so it was common for people to disconnect the ringers, or buy phones without them, so they could add a second or third phone without having an additional monthly fee.
I am not making this up, I swear.
I’d like to see the dial area of that Trimline phone. It might actually be worth something if it is an old one.
My phone was light blue. There was a toggle on the bottom to turn the ringer on or off. The phone probably does work – those things were in-destructible. This is telling as to how old some of us are…
The thing is, they still make that exact same style of phone. I have the same one on my nightstand right now, but in white. I got it 2 or 3 years ago from Wal-Mart for $5.99 I think. I wanted a land line upstairs for emergencies, so we go a cheap, basic land line and a cheap, basic phone.
I even remember laughing and telling my husband when we bought it that this was the same style phone I got when I had “finally” been deemed responsible enough to have my own line in high school, the same style we had in the kitchen when I was a kid (except that one was beige I think) in the late 80s-early 90s and probably the same style my mom had in her room when she was a teen in the late 70s.
I think they’ll only stop making and selling that exact design when landlines are finally obsolete and done away with.
In all fairness, old Mason jar lids make really great bases for pincushions. No rolling when you stab a pin in, and they work a treat when you want to weigh down the edges of fabric/patterns.
In case you have any more jars to open, here’s my Super-Kinda-Useful Idea: Make a pincushion base out of a water-resistant fabric, glue it down into that Mason lid, line up cute pins across the top in two close parallel rows, and use it in the kitchen to hold recipe cards. Now go forth and separate hipsters from their cash!
“Hello, Jeff?”
“Speaking- who’s this?”
“It’s Matt. Did you call me recently?”
“No, why?”
“Well, I bought this awesome vintage phone, but it doesn’t have a ringer. I’m just calling everyone I know to make sure I didn’t miss their calls.”
“Hey Matt-”
“Yes, Jeff?”
“Lose my number. You’re an idiot.”
Thank you, Menopausalmanic (first time I’ve ever written that, for sure). I’m 39. You would have to be pretty old to be my grandma. Mine are all gone at this point.
In the interest of a more complete cyber-sex fantasy experience, I would implore you to change your username from “Menopausalmaniac” to something a little less intimidating, like “Susan”.
The Trimline phones of today are pale imitations of the original. They used to have some heft to them.
The original was a dial phone, or course. The first Touch Tone one didn’t have * or # keys.
(About a year ago I was curious about the Trimline phone for some reason, so I looked it up online. The Web is both wonderful and horrible for people like me who get curious about all kinds of shit all day long. I can usually find the answers, but there aren’t enough hours in the day to answer all the questions that pop into my head.)
I don’t know about you, but a tampon holder that only holds two tampons seems a bit useless. Personally I think they should be able to hold at the very least five.
Someone should also make a bandolier like Heavy’s from TF2 that holds tampons. I’d totally want to wear it around whenever I’m being invaded by communists.
Oh! And I sell Vintage stuff on Etsy, because it is my only f*cking “inheritance” from my grandparents. F*cking relatives.
Trust me, I feel like an asshole, but my yard sale made $50 bucks and I saw EVERY THING I sold there (my husband sold) at consignment shops all over town today. People are making more on one item than I did on the ENTIRE 5 days I sold shit.
No, my grandparents did not owe me anything. My famil, on the other hand, expected me to do everything to make their house livable for tenants with no help from them. It was a heartbreaking situation, and I could NEVER throw away a house full of really awesome stuff.
Inheritance is probably the wrong word, I just wanted to throw up when my uncle and aunt told me to throw it all away.
My grandparents should have spent all their money, as my mom should. My shop was more because I thought people would like the stuff, I kept a lot of it, but cannot use all the greenware, bisque and kiln.
I sound bitter. Bitter that the family wanted to dump stuff rather than donating or anything else.
Can’t believe that ‘led’ shit came from shoreline near me:( looked at their page as you do…… ffs nylon rope, rusty springs and a nest of tangled twine. Winkle shells, an old crab!! Still …..at I suppose at least they remain in a naked unglittered state.
Which one of you losers bought the zinc mason jar lids? I wanted those, dammit. Don’t hate me, I have some pretty blue antique mason jars that don’t have lids. I make candles in them.
That vintage Band-aid box reminds me of when I was around 15 years old and too scared to openly display my illicit smoking habit, so I carried my cigarettes in an old metal Band-aid box just like this one. Turns out my dad (also a smoker) was wise to me the whole time. (By the way, I did manage to quit smoking going on 28 years ago).
September 20, 2012 at 12:13 pm
I can’t beGIN to tell you how long I’ve been looking for a vintage Tampax Tampon Holder.
Now I just need another one so I can have a complete pair and turn them into earrings.
September 20, 2012 at 12:19 pm
A creeeper came our yard sale asking if we had some tampon cases we could sell to him. I can’t remember the reason he totally made up for wanting them.
September 20, 2012 at 12:24 pm
Obviously, he “loves these.”
I’m thinking he heard there was a market for them and wanted in on the ground floor.
September 20, 2012 at 12:26 pm
I want to know how the hell it got so “scuffed”. What are you doing with those tampons? Was this used by MacGyver to build a bomb or something?
September 20, 2012 at 12:39 pm
The fact that it’s been in a “smoke free environment” makes it even more desirable, yes? And kind of cancels out the scuff marks…
September 20, 2012 at 12:54 pm
Imagine my dismay when I found out about the smoke free part. I’d pay good money for a tampon carrying case from a chain smoking booze-hag.
September 20, 2012 at 1:02 pm
Oh, the parties that tampon case has been to. The stories it could tell…
September 20, 2012 at 5:29 pm
How much money, exactly? Drop me an email…
September 20, 2012 at 1:13 pm
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September 21, 2012 at 12:42 pm
Absolutely, one never likes to mix up ones tampons with ones cigarettes.
September 21, 2012 at 1:13 pm
Cigars, actually.
September 20, 2012 at 12:53 pm
I have one of those; it was my mom’s! Not sure if I could part with such an heirloom, tho….
September 20, 2012 at 3:12 pm
I have one in my tote bag RIGHT NOW. It was my mom’s and now it’s MINE. Nevah gonna give it up, nevah gonna let it down …
September 21, 2012 at 12:41 pm
The perfect “red tent” gift for your already humiliated child.
September 20, 2012 at 12:14 pm
Sorry, but I do all my spatula shopping at Spatula City.
September 20, 2012 at 12:15 pm
I prefer the combination Spatula and Fly Swatter model, personally.
September 20, 2012 at 12:52 pm
The Splatula? Those are great!
September 20, 2012 at 1:00 pm
I bet the flies really flip for it!
September 20, 2012 at 6:53 pm
Oddly enough, that spatula looks just like the one I have-which I bought for .50 less than month ago at the local Dollar Store.
September 21, 2012 at 11:28 am
People were all a buzz about them in the 80s.
September 20, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Great. You’ve caused me to suddenly WANT A SPLATULA. Thanks. I will be sure to tell my SO to take the issue up with LLD. Have you trademarked the name yet?
September 20, 2012 at 1:37 pm
I prefer the battery-operated fly swatter. Talk about a buzz kill!
September 20, 2012 at 1:48 pm
You rang?
I didn’t hear you because the ringer is broken.
September 21, 2012 at 12:24 pm
Aren’t they all that model? Opps, guess it wasn’t pepper on those eggs.
September 20, 2012 at 12:23 pm
Bring the kids!
September 20, 2012 at 12:26 pm
I love you for making a UHF reference…what a great movie that was!
September 20, 2012 at 12:30 pm
My actual friend is the Spatula City guy, he played Cy Greenblum. True story.
September 20, 2012 at 12:43 pm
As opposed to your virtual friend?
September 20, 2012 at 12:48 pm
Yes, as opposed to someone I know on
teh interwebzthe internet.September 20, 2012 at 1:04 pm
I have some virtual friends here, actually.
September 20, 2012 at 1:14 pm
So do I! They’re so much fun and they never leave when the vodka runs out.
September 20, 2012 at 4:41 pm
I guess not as many as I thought. Thanks, downthumbers!
September 20, 2012 at 5:37 pm
You’ve always got me, Matt…you get a pass for the T.O.A.D. situation, ok?
September 20, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Thank you, Mugsy Doodle. I knew you were in my corner. If you love T.O.A.D., I can live with that. I get you on weekdays, T.O.A.D. gets you on weekends (I don’t come here then, anyway)Plus, I hear you have epic boobs, so that gets major points. Still no pics, though, so that’s all hearsay.
I also just like talking to the downthumbers.
September 20, 2012 at 7:59 pm
I didn’t know Invisible Obama had a side career as a Regretsy model! I guess it makes sense that he’d be on here. I count him as one of my best invisible friends.
September 20, 2012 at 12:56 pm
your friend is my hero, that was easily the best faux-mercial in that movie. right up there with wheel of fish…”Are you ready, Weaver!?”
September 20, 2012 at 1:35 pm
You know Bob Hungerford?! He was great in that bit.
September 20, 2012 at 5:22 pm
Yes. I know Bob Hungerford. In fact, I count him among my very dearest friends. Yeehaw!
September 20, 2012 at 1:34 pm
We sell spatulas, and that’s all!
September 20, 2012 at 7:06 pm
Good one! You get to drink from the fire hose!
September 20, 2012 at 12:14 pm
Don’t Band Aids still come in metal tins? Or is the one in my bathroom pantry really that old?
September 20, 2012 at 12:36 pm
No.* Yes.
*They did come out with “anniversary” tins a few years ago. Nice reproductions of original design (print; the tin was the same design). No, I didn’t go out of my way to track down all four of them at stores. Why do you ask?
September 20, 2012 at 1:49 pm
My pirate and bacon bandaids (or should I say “Sterile bandages”) came in tins.
September 20, 2012 at 12:38 pm
I haven’t seen the metal ones around here in a while…just the heavy cardstock boxes
September 20, 2012 at 12:54 pm
Yes. I only buy Jesus bandaids. They always come in a tin. And don’t forget the free toy.
http://www.amazon.com/Jesus-Bandages-Novelty-Gag-Bandage/dp/B000GQ12PU
Fuck flesh colored vintage. Go for salvation on your wound.
September 20, 2012 at 1:01 pm
For he had healed many owees; insomuch that they pressed upon him for to BandAid them.
Mark 3:10
September 20, 2012 at 1:15 pm
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his steri-stripps we are healed.
Isaiah 53:5
September 20, 2012 at 1:16 pm
*strips
September 20, 2012 at 5:35 pm
I just had to let you know my very first date ever was with Danny Potter. Thank you so very much for making me smile.
September 20, 2012 at 1:17 pm
I want bacon bandages. Because BACON.
September 20, 2012 at 2:44 pm
Try Archie McPhee for bacon bandaids, Jesus bandaids, and lots of other fun designs. I love that place, for their bacon-themed merchandise alone!
September 20, 2012 at 2:45 pm
Sorry. I meant “sterile bandages”. Always forget that bandaid and kleenex and xerox are trade names…
September 20, 2012 at 5:26 pm
That’s ok. I wouldn’t want my bacon bandages to reproduce willy nilly.
September 20, 2012 at 9:21 pm
I love that the ad says “Color: Jesus”
September 21, 2012 at 12:26 pm
Well the Bible did say that Jesus healed.
September 20, 2012 at 12:15 pm
I think I need to clean out the neighbor’s dumpster. They’ve been chucking valuable “vintage” stuff all day long that didn’t sell at their garage sale, and I’m sure it’s worth a fortune!
September 20, 2012 at 12:22 pm
“Vintage” stuff has been blowing onto my lawn from the neighbor’s yard all week. I found a fabulous Walmart bag that is gently used but still in excellent condition.
I’m sure I could get at LEAST $20 for it. AT LEAST.
September 20, 2012 at 1:02 pm
If someone asks you why the Wal-Mart logo is faded, just tell them it’s a distressed patina.
September 20, 2012 at 2:59 pm
up the value – display it on barnwood!
September 20, 2012 at 3:09 pm
Hey, I’ve been throwing out vintage stuff from a failed garage sale most of this week……..do you live in FW IN? We actually might be neighbors.
Anyone interested in old LP’s ? I can’t think how to apply the proper upf*ckery to make them Etsysaleable. So I pitched hundreds of them. 78′s, too.
September 20, 2012 at 7:15 pm
Ooohhhh that hurts my heart …..
September 20, 2012 at 7:33 pm
DUDE!! Did you seriously already dump the records? I have a friend who collects them. She collects mostly rock, but she has a bunch of other stuff, too – even 78s.
September 21, 2012 at 1:16 pm
When in doubt, contact your local library or senior center. They’d probably love them. Well, maybe not the 78′s…
September 20, 2012 at 12:16 pm
At long last, I can make my jelly with extra salmonella!
September 20, 2012 at 12:21 pm
I know I’ve been on the lookout for some primitive caps to jar my mastodon meat jelly.
September 20, 2012 at 12:19 pm
where did we come up with a price for the lead scraps? the 65 cents baffles me. is that bus fare or something?
September 20, 2012 at 12:27 pm
that’s led. the british spelling apparently.
September 20, 2012 at 12:42 pm
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September 20, 2012 at 12:57 pm
not according to the listing!
September 20, 2012 at 1:14 pm
That metal was formerly used to make Zeppelins.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/castlekay/2417429760/
September 20, 2012 at 5:35 pm
You’re so pretty.
September 20, 2012 at 2:14 pm
Because the first thing I think about when I see lead (or led, too) is crafting. It also makes great chew toys for your kids…
September 20, 2012 at 12:19 pm
Hot damn! I have at LEAST a grand in stools in my basement!
*snicker*… “stools”. in my “basement”.
September 20, 2012 at 12:28 pm
No Shit?
September 20, 2012 at 12:22 pm
Yard sales and the swap meet=Cash for Trash. I can’t believe the crap people will buy.
September 20, 2012 at 12:23 pm
I would actually buy the 8 track tape….I still have a player for that in my old BMW. But I’m a freak.
September 21, 2012 at 8:11 am
Please… please… don’t! It’s Tony Orlando and Dawn, for Bastet’s sake! This music can melt your ears in a deluge of treacle. Listen to the first 4 bars, and it’s instant diabetes. Its place is among the worst horrors that the 70s contributed to the history of music. Now, of course, perhaps you’re a big pervert, a musical masochist, and in this case there’s nothing I can do for you. But please remember my warning…
September 21, 2012 at 9:24 am
It’s not as bad as The Carpenters….shudder. Besides, it’s not like Ozzy came on 8 track.
September 20, 2012 at 12:24 pm
Up to now, I’ve only been able to describe from a fading memory what it was like growing up around the 1980 Rubbermaid Party Plan Spatula. Sure, the wife and I always talk about taking the family to see it at the Smithsonian one day, or pray for a Natural History Museum exhibition to come through town, but those dreams were always as brittle as the plastic stoveware we were trying to share. But now, there it is. Right there. I can almost touch it. I am literally one PayPal payment away from bringing this history to my children’s very own little hands. Must stop typing now… weeping.. too much… tears on keyboard… so happy…
September 20, 2012 at 12:40 pm
that…that was BEAUTIFUL!
*sniff*
September 20, 2012 at 12:28 pm
I have just one thing to say about that tin of “flesh” colored bandages.
September 20, 2012 at 1:21 pm
I was thinking that, too. They should be labeled “Caucasian-toned”!
September 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm
Caucasians include people of olive-skin tones and stark Northern European white tones as well.
I would have thot “Middle European White” would have been more accurate.
September 20, 2012 at 1:52 pm
Does Crayola make a crayon in that shade?
September 20, 2012 at 3:03 pm
that’s my color, it’s called ‘office drone’.
September 21, 2012 at 9:30 am
Also known as a “mall tan”.
September 21, 2012 at 12:47 pm
In the past.
September 21, 2012 at 8:13 am
Well, actual Caucasians (you know, like Chechnya, Kurdistan, etc.) are not very light-skinned.
September 20, 2012 at 8:41 pm
I don’t know many actual people whose flesh is that tone… It should be called Barbie beige.
September 21, 2012 at 9:40 am
Dude, if you’re that color, you need more than a Band-Aid.
September 21, 2012 at 1:18 pm
To be pedantic and gross in one comment, while our skin colors are quite varied, I think (would have to ask Hannibal Lector to make sure) that all our flesh is pretty much the same.
September 20, 2012 at 12:28 pm
I actually like the “industrial stool” but definitely not $149 love…more like would salvage it from the trash for free love!
September 20, 2012 at 12:33 pm
It’s a real steal, though, at $149… $150, however, would have been totally over the top.
September 20, 2012 at 12:33 pm
but it’s not just any industrial stool, it’s an AWESOME industrial stool.
September 20, 2012 at 12:40 pm
It’s not JUST an awesome stool, it an awesome stool with a ring alllll the way around for a footrest. So, you can sit on this round stool in any position you want and your feet will ALWAYS have a place to rest themselves.
September 20, 2012 at 5:21 pm
A chair’s for fools! Everybody wants stools!
September 20, 2012 at 12:38 pm
Never use the word ‘industrial’ when you can use the word ‘steampunk’. Now that would be a $149 stool.
September 20, 2012 at 12:52 pm
I like the stool too! It looks sturdy enough. I’d only pay about $5 for it at a yardsale though :\
September 20, 2012 at 12:28 pm
That phone is a DEAD RINGER for the one I had when I was a kid.
September 20, 2012 at 12:32 pm
Angel, dialin’ up the comedy.
September 20, 2012 at 12:57 pm
GOOD CALL ANGEL!
September 20, 2012 at 12:57 pm
Comment of the day in my book!
Joined by other comments today like:
Shut up.
Keep your tutu on.
Put that down.
No.
I said No.
I mean it.
September 20, 2012 at 1:00 pm
Sorry, trapped in the house with a toddler.
I loved that comment though, Angel!
September 20, 2012 at 1:50 pm
You know me, always with my finger on the pulse.
September 20, 2012 at 9:05 pm
I just got a housemate with a six-year-old, and I’m keeping a list of things I never thought I’d hear myself say. This morning it was “Don’t strafe the cat with tiny jets! She doesn’t like it.”
September 20, 2012 at 1:36 pm
I still have one of those. It is my hurricaine phone because if we lose power all the newer phones die. It has a white cord though and it doesn’t always ring but it works for energencies. I live near the water and our electricity goes out a lot. But I am not a hoarder. Oh no. Not me.
September 20, 2012 at 12:31 pm
Vintage Lead? Indiscernible chunks of metal can’t be vintage (or are ALL vintage if you want to put a lame name on it). Metal never goes away. It’s remelted infinitely.
September 20, 2012 at 1:07 pm
Frankly Matt, your comment stinks. I smelt it all the way over here.
September 20, 2012 at 1:14 pm
I contem-plated not posting it, but my confidence later galvanized and I steeled myself for criticism.
September 20, 2012 at 1:39 pm
Good to see that you had the mettle to hammer it out with golden confidence, thus avoiding a bromide and a potentially mercurial exchange.
Or am I being too arsenic about it?
September 20, 2012 at 2:54 pm
I’d say that’s puttin’ the ‘arse’ in ‘arsenic’…
September 20, 2012 at 7:59 pm
Those mason jar lids are zincredible.
September 20, 2012 at 1:53 pm
well until it get stuffed back into a star, and in Lead’s case, broken apart until it decays into iron.
September 20, 2012 at 12:32 pm
As for the led pieces, is it possible for me to turn them into gulld?
September 20, 2012 at 12:36 pm
only with the proper sorciclery
September 20, 2012 at 1:06 pm
You wuld need a kape and hatt, two.
September 20, 2012 at 1:46 pm
The LED’s were just not turned on yet.
September 20, 2012 at 12:35 pm
“Container Is Empty and Made in USA”
Also described the skull of some of these people (Except the Chinese Resellers…theirs are “Made in China”)
September 20, 2012 at 12:36 pm
*describes
September 20, 2012 at 12:35 pm
My wife and I are on a diet that involves a lot more fruits and vegetables than I am used to. I have an “Industrial Stool” every morning.
September 20, 2012 at 12:51 pm
Eating better is good for you. Why so down in the dumps?
September 20, 2012 at 1:22 pm
I’ll colon you later.
September 20, 2012 at 1:40 pm
Rectum? I hardly knew ‘em!
September 21, 2012 at 12:30 pm
Sounds like a moving experience
September 20, 2012 at 12:37 pm
I can’t believe no one ever cracked open that Tony Orlando 8 track
September 20, 2012 at 12:40 pm
I can totally believe that. I can’t believe someone bought it at some point.
September 20, 2012 at 12:42 pm
Hey, no hatin’ on the Tony Orlando and Dawn trio, Matt. NO HATIN’.
September 20, 2012 at 1:07 pm
But, I GOTS TO HATE, MUGSY! I GOTS TO!
September 20, 2012 at 1:11 pm
Look, we all have our “hot button issues”. Tony Orlando and Dawn is mine. All bets are off once we’re talkin’ T.O.A.D.
September 20, 2012 at 1:19 pm
What? WHAT did they ever do to you, Matt? Tell me. I’m a good listener. With nice boobs.
September 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm
Maybe if you knocked three times on Matt’s ceiling, he would want you?
September 20, 2012 at 1:33 pm
GIMMIE A BREAK you two! I swear, either this spat stops now or I’ll knock three times, BOTH OF YOU, over the head!
September 20, 2012 at 1:35 pm
Alright, MugsyDoodle. I’ll tell you why: THEY KILLED MY GRANDPAPPY!!!
September 20, 2012 at 1:43 pm
And, about these “great boobs”- to quote a great woman- “pics, or you’re a pants on fire liar.”
September 20, 2012 at 3:02 pm
Matt, I have MET the Mugsy in MEATSPACE. What she says is true. She has a rack that goes on for DAYS. You could curl up there and die happy.
September 20, 2012 at 4:38 pm
I’m intrigued. Very intrigued.
September 20, 2012 at 5:24 pm
Kniti, I love you so hard…and I owe you big squishy boob hugs!
September 20, 2012 at 1:41 pm
toadie!
September 20, 2012 at 12:40 pm
I see what you did there. Well done.
September 20, 2012 at 12:38 pm
There’s a word for a phone that works great except for the ringer.
Broken.
September 20, 2012 at 12:42 pm
“doorstop” is also an option
as is “paperweight”
September 20, 2012 at 12:45 pm
Being featured as the “blunt object” at a crime scene is another career choice for this item.
September 20, 2012 at 1:09 pm
Fake phone used for budget community theater productions is another option.
September 20, 2012 at 1:12 pm
So, you’re saying it’s multipurpose?
September 20, 2012 at 1:21 pm
I have to disagree.
Have you seen that phone’s resume?
It couldn’t act it’s way out of a parking ticket!
September 20, 2012 at 1:26 pm
You’re damning it by association. It did a scene WITH the leads in Law & Order: SVU. It’s an inanimate object and it still shows a greater range of acting skills.
September 20, 2012 at 1:32 pm
It did capture “pensive” pretty well.
I’ll give you that.
September 20, 2012 at 1:35 pm
If that phone has a body like Christopher Meloni, I’ll pay extra for the overnight shipping.
September 20, 2012 at 2:00 pm
I’ve gotta say- it follows direction very well for an amateur theater phone. The seller told it to “stay right there and look broken”, and it sure did. Spot on.
September 20, 2012 at 1:55 pm
Or a game piece in Clue.
Sargent Pepper in the Library with the broken telephone!
September 20, 2012 at 7:11 pm
Back in olden times, before the breakup of AT&T, you had to lease all your phones from them or lease an adapter to plug your third party phone into.
It was said that they could detect how many phones you had by the load the ringers put on the line, so it was common for people to disconnect the ringers, or buy phones without them, so they could add a second or third phone without having an additional monthly fee.
I am not making this up, I swear.
I’d like to see the dial area of that Trimline phone. It might actually be worth something if it is an old one.
September 20, 2012 at 7:22 pm
The part I left out is that it’s possible that the ringer is still in there but disconnected, and it may be easy to fix.
September 21, 2012 at 12:49 pm
My phone was light blue. There was a toggle on the bottom to turn the ringer on or off. The phone probably does work – those things were in-destructible. This is telling as to how old some of us are…
September 20, 2012 at 10:42 pm
The thing is, they still make that exact same style of phone. I have the same one on my nightstand right now, but in white. I got it 2 or 3 years ago from Wal-Mart for $5.99 I think. I wanted a land line upstairs for emergencies, so we go a cheap, basic land line and a cheap, basic phone.
I even remember laughing and telling my husband when we bought it that this was the same style phone I got when I had “finally” been deemed responsible enough to have my own line in high school, the same style we had in the kitchen when I was a kid (except that one was beige I think) in the late 80s-early 90s and probably the same style my mom had in her room when she was a teen in the late 70s.
I think they’ll only stop making and selling that exact design when landlines are finally obsolete and done away with.
September 20, 2012 at 12:46 pm
In all fairness, old Mason jar lids make really great bases for pincushions. No rolling when you stab a pin in, and they work a treat when you want to weigh down the edges of fabric/patterns.
September 20, 2012 at 12:59 pm
So as not to appear unfair, I will absolutely take your word for it.
September 20, 2012 at 1:21 pm
Excuse me but I have a copyright AND a patent on using old mason jars for pin cushions AND Mammoth jelly. Please crease and detest!
September 20, 2012 at 1:57 pm
You tell me this NOW, after I’ve been tossing my used Mason Jar lids after opening the jars because you can’t reuse them for canning…
THINK OF ALL THE PINCUSHIONS I COULD HAVE BEEN MAKING!
September 20, 2012 at 2:17 pm
You could’ve been a hundredaire by now!
September 21, 2012 at 10:46 am
In case you have any more jars to open, here’s my Super-Kinda-Useful Idea: Make a pincushion base out of a water-resistant fabric, glue it down into that Mason lid, line up cute pins across the top in two close parallel rows, and use it in the kitchen to hold recipe cards. Now go forth and separate hipsters from their cash!
September 20, 2012 at 2:11 pm
Phone is not a white slimline telephone which comes with a big house with a sauna and room for a pony. No sale.
September 20, 2012 at 2:56 pm
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September 21, 2012 at 12:34 pm
At least if it is broken you won’t get calls for Chinese takeaway.
September 20, 2012 at 2:21 pm
“Hello, Jeff?”
“Speaking- who’s this?”
“It’s Matt. Did you call me recently?”
“No, why?”
“Well, I bought this awesome vintage phone, but it doesn’t have a ringer. I’m just calling everyone I know to make sure I didn’t miss their calls.”
“Hey Matt-”
“Yes, Jeff?”
“Lose my number. You’re an idiot.”
September 20, 2012 at 4:48 pm
Matt Johnson, I want your babies, oh wait, I am too old for that, do you need a grandma??
September 20, 2012 at 8:00 pm
Thank you, Menopausalmanic (first time I’ve ever written that, for sure). I’m 39. You would have to be pretty old to be my grandma. Mine are all gone at this point.
We can still practice having babies, no?
September 21, 2012 at 7:00 am
My oldest son is 35, how do you feel about stretch marks? Cyber sex? Then I am really hot!
September 21, 2012 at 9:41 am
In the interest of a more complete cyber-sex fantasy experience, I would implore you to change your username from “Menopausalmaniac” to something a little less intimidating, like “Susan”.
September 20, 2012 at 3:38 pm
Does it bother anyone else that the phone they speak of as vintage retailed for 20 bucks NEW with working ringer?
September 20, 2012 at 7:19 pm
The Trimline phones of today are pale imitations of the original. They used to have some heft to them.
The original was a dial phone, or course. The first Touch Tone one didn’t have * or # keys.
(About a year ago I was curious about the Trimline phone for some reason, so I looked it up online. The Web is both wonderful and horrible for people like me who get curious about all kinds of shit all day long. I can usually find the answers, but there aren’t enough hours in the day to answer all the questions that pop into my head.)
September 20, 2012 at 4:20 pm
Urgh, I remember tampon holders. They were a gimmick that came with boxes of Tampax IIRC, and they used to creep me the hell out.
September 20, 2012 at 5:13 pm
Little help, please? Can’t decide which reply to poat.
A: Industrial stool??? Too much fiber! Yeahhh… definitely too much fiber!
Or-
2: Industrial Stool? Sounds like a job for Laxative-In-A-Drum!
September 20, 2012 at 5:14 pm
Post! Damn!
September 20, 2012 at 5:25 pm
I don’t know about you, but a tampon holder that only holds two tampons seems a bit useless. Personally I think they should be able to hold at the very least five.
Someone should also make a bandolier like Heavy’s from TF2 that holds tampons. I’d totally want to wear it around whenever I’m being invaded by communists.
September 20, 2012 at 5:46 pm
The Red Army is coming!
September 20, 2012 at 6:39 pm
I want to make an “in Soviet Russia” joke related to periods, but I can’t make up one off the top of my head.
Best one I can come up with is “Periods bleed YOU” but that is kind of lame, don’t you think?
September 20, 2012 at 5:44 pm
Oh! And I sell Vintage stuff on Etsy, because it is my only f*cking “inheritance” from my grandparents. F*cking relatives.
Trust me, I feel like an asshole, but my yard sale made $50 bucks and I saw EVERY THING I sold there (my husband sold) at consignment shops all over town today. People are making more on one item than I did on the ENTIRE 5 days I sold shit.
I hate people.
September 20, 2012 at 7:34 pm
i remember when I was a teen-ager I asked my dad if “we” were rich.
He said, and I quote, “Your mother and I are doing pretty well but you don’t have a pot to piss in.”
In other words? Your f*cking relatives don’t owe you shit.
And your grandparents had every right to spend f*cking inheritance because, um… it was their money.
Just in case you were feeling bitter or something.
September 21, 2012 at 10:12 am
No, my grandparents did not owe me anything. My famil, on the other hand, expected me to do everything to make their house livable for tenants with no help from them. It was a heartbreaking situation, and I could NEVER throw away a house full of really awesome stuff.
Inheritance is probably the wrong word, I just wanted to throw up when my uncle and aunt told me to throw it all away.
My grandparents should have spent all their money, as my mom should. My shop was more because I thought people would like the stuff, I kept a lot of it, but cannot use all the greenware, bisque and kiln.
I sound bitter. Bitter that the family wanted to dump stuff rather than donating or anything else.
September 20, 2012 at 6:05 pm
Fantastic! I was looking for a dirty… ahem… a tin with a patina so I could make one of these:
http://www.etsy.com/listing/69421415/band-aid-barbie-blonde-barbie-bot-found
September 20, 2012 at 6:40 pm
It looks like something Sid would do…
September 20, 2012 at 6:25 pm
Can’t believe that ‘led’ shit came from shoreline near me:( looked at their page as you do…… ffs nylon rope, rusty springs and a nest of tangled twine. Winkle shells, an old crab!! Still …..at I suppose at least they remain in a naked unglittered state.
September 20, 2012 at 8:57 pm
You know you’re in for a classy ride when one of their shop sections is called “bones teeth taxidermy”
September 20, 2012 at 6:45 pm
Then I found this for welcoming yummy sprites …. Are they rodents? Is that why the corn?
http://www.etsy.com/listing/106435186/scottish-made-enchanted-faery-bottle. I’m pretty sure scots
faeries aren’t into that shit!
September 21, 2012 at 10:48 am
If it isn’t an Irn-Bru bottle filled with something deep-fried, I doubt the Scottish fairies will give a damn.
September 20, 2012 at 7:22 pm
Which one of you losers bought the zinc mason jar lids? I wanted those, dammit. Don’t hate me, I have some pretty blue antique mason jars that don’t have lids. I make candles in them.
September 20, 2012 at 7:32 pm
If a phone rings in the den, does it make a sound? No…no, apparently it does not.
September 21, 2012 at 12:43 pm
Bit of lead!! How perfect for the person who isn’t yet sick enough from licking old paint.
September 21, 2012 at 1:12 pm
That vintage Band-aid box reminds me of when I was around 15 years old and too scared to openly display my illicit smoking habit, so I carried my cigarettes in an old metal Band-aid box just like this one. Turns out my dad (also a smoker) was wise to me the whole time. (By the way, I did manage to quit smoking going on 28 years ago).