Grandma couldn't believe that anyone would even want to buy the fan. Of course I had to spend about an hour cleaning up the dust and rust. But I'll tell you what. This puppy only uses .15 kilowatts, blows air like a jet engine, and looks as pretty as a sports car. Plus it was manufactured and made in Chicago.

Today reminded me how awesome garage sales can be. Estate sales often have loads and loads of vintage stuff, but the person running the estate sale often knows when something has value to collectors. This fan, to Grandma, was junk. When her daughter was asking if she should take the price I was offering, she literally said, "I'd pay you that much to get rid of it."

Awesome. Oh and I got a vintage adding machine in the same package deal.

But you're going to have to do it next year, because you missed it this year.

The Ravenswood Manor neighborhood Garage Sale was awesome. I will definitely be attending it in years to come. We were only able to see about 25 different sales, but I don't feel like we even scratched the surface. The prices were all over the place to be sure, but people were willing to negotiate. We didn't get anything vintage per say, but we did get a like-new deep freezer for $45 dollars.

While in the neighborhood, I recommend stopping by Merle's Coffee Shop. The family and I got lunch and ate it at the park. It was yummy and not too expensive. Afterwards, the kids were able to play and burn off some energy.

Big shout out to Katherine who gave us the suggestion (via her garage sale hotlist.)

I got a bunch of cool things, and didn't spend a lot of money. One of the coolest things I got was an antique electric alarm. I haven't been able to find out much about it, other than its made by the "Edwards" company. I'm pretty sure that the 1872 refers to the year the company was created, and not the year the alarm was patented as I previously thought. Its pretty freaking rad. I'm going to get that sucker working if its the last thing I do.

Oh and I got it for free. Score.

I know it’s 11pm Friday, and this is too little too late, but HOLY COW!! This weekend is becoming the junk picking, vintage digging, antique swiping, knee slapping best weekend I’ve ever had. Dude. everywhere. garage sales, yard sales, alley sales, street sales, estate sales, sidewalk sales; I feel like those handful of times on The Simpsons when Homer is dancing in a field of “something”, I can definitely remember the field of toilets and the field of chocolates. You need to go to here. 1,2,3,4. If your head is stuck in the 1930s and 1940s like mine, this is where the party's at. Oh, and there's a couple block sales in my new hood Berwyn.

Just a heads up, if you're heading to Summit aka. Scummit, for the antique butchers block, don't bother, it's mine. Muhahaha.

Sorry for the lacking of pictures, like I said, it's 11pm.

*edit. "Here's a picture for your post, Morgan. This is why God invented friends."-Jayson

We're just two guys, having a good time, having a good time.

"Got the money? Good. Load that sucker up. Not gonna fall out? Probably not. If it does fall out, you do realize we need to just keep driving. No looking back, step on the gas. Grab the handles. Damnit, I can't get this piece in. I think you have it backwards. No its right. Damn I love this detail."

KITCHENPORN! GO GO GO!

Gonna look awesome in Morgan's new house.

My wife and I have this bare wall in our kitchen that I think is dying for something cool. What its dying for, I have NOOO idea. Eventually, we want to put more cabinets up there. That's going to be a while because we're going to hold out until we can get more of the same cabinets.

What do you, dear reader, all one of you, think we should put in said space?

(Oh and I know a portable dishwasher isn't very vintage, but 1970s counts, right? Especially when it comes to convenience!)

Morgan and I went to an insane estate sale today. It was, according to Morgan, "one of those sales you'll be talking about forever." This sale was quite literally in the home of Al Capone's private doctor. You know, the doctor that the mob would go to when they didn't want to go to a regular hospital, with all those cops around. He would go there when people needed to have a bullet taken out, or to occasionally play cards.

WE ALMOST HAD THE FREAKING CARD TABLE. YES. WE ALMOST HAD A CARD TABLE THAT AL CAPONE PLAYED CARDS ON. It was insane and awesome and of course we're CERTAIN he played cards on it.

Guess how much? THIRTY FIVE FREAKING DOLLARS. I wish I could show you the faces that Morgan made when we carried the thing downstairs and the lady said in a smokey lunged voice, "Sorry, already sold."

THE HUMANITY!

Anyways, here are two cool things I got for ten dollars total. The first thing I snatched was this ceramic American eagle made in 1907. When I tried to wash it with water when I got home the paint started to slough off. Definitely a water based paint. In the basement I found an awesome atomic mid/century blender. An Osterizer galaxy Ten. It's in mint condition, works great, and has 10 different settings. I paid five dollars for it. Stainless steel, atomic design, glass, awesomeness.

Estate sales are awesome. Here's hoping to Morgan showing off his finds.