An occasionally updated chronicle of estate sales in the city and suburbs of Chicago.

"It's such a guilty pleasure..." Lynne Stiefel, Pioneer Press


Friday, January 15, 2010

Odds and Ends from Here and There: Signs

If you go to estate sales, you're going to see signs. And while these aren't the stars-and-pig-entrails kind, each one still deserves some kind of interpretation.

This must be a free-verse update of the original: "Nice to look at, delightful to hold, but if you break it, we mark it 'Sold'."

Three lines are still battling it out for supremacy on this one.
1.) By the sign painter formerly known as Prince.
2.) Also, we cannot "B" expected "2" spell correctly.
3.) We "R" not responsible... and cannot "B" trusted.

As in somewhere between "good" and "poor".

Listen to your mother.

Parents: you have been warned.

Sometimes estate sale companies forget to specify whether the address is on the N. or the S. end of the street. When that happens, desperate and still-alive homeowners take matters into their own hands.

While this is a lovely gesture, these cookies look like something that should be picked up with an old shopping bag over your hand.

Although not posted by the estate sale company, this is still one of the weirdest signs I've seen at one. From the ever-popular Albany Park Underground Bar.

There's nothing funny about this sign.

Until you see what's in the garage.

If your name happens to be Holly and you have a Pantry, this is your lucky day.

It's worth mentioning that this was not taped to a mirror.

How do you like it, how do you like it?

Surround Sound? That's last year's technology. All-around sound -- that's where everything's going. That's what you want.

First aid? This doll needs an ICU, stat!

Honestly, your guess is as good as mine.

Why, thank you.

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