It started out innocent enough, it was a beautiful autumn morning and I decided to take Baby for a nice walk.
We hadn't even walked a block when I came across a tightwad's paradise, the ultimate FREE sign!
No cheapskate like myself can resist such an offer, so we strolled over to the porch first.
|A nice couple of owls, perfect for Halloween!|
Here's what I pulled from the porch.
|The baby looks really sinister|
|classic yarn art|
|The flowers really jump out on this one!|
|This one is my favorite! I hope I can convince Laura into letting me keep it.|
Nice, this stuff takes me back to the 60s and 70s! Of course I was born in the 80s, but hey, who doesn't love yarn art?
|Oh look, an old DI bag. That's usually the mark of a hoarder.|
Yes, I pulled a few things out of the trash. My first dumpster dive. I feel dirty. Trash Man and Joe Eyeball would be proud! I left the cans of food, here's what I pulled.
|Definatly needs a good scrub|
|What is this thing? It opens from both ends.|
|Just look at this cutie! Saved from a life in the dump, just needs to go through the wash. I freaking love owls!|
|My wife will never wear this. I guess I'll have to wear it when I cook.|
All in all, a very profitable stroll! I know my wife won't let any of this into the house. Besides the negative stigma attached to dumpster finds, she also doesn't like "old stuff". Oh well, I can always sell this great junk on Etsy or to a consignment shop. They eat this stuff up!
My sister wants the little owl friend. We seem to share a similar love for good old vintage items. What do all ya'lls think? Have I reached hobo status? Does anyone want any of this stuff?