Monday, September 17, 2012

No nudes is good nudes

Saturday, for all intents and purposes, was a total waste of a perfectly good morning. It started out badly, with geek tool (scouting PDA) trouble, making us late for the first sale, and really didn’t improve, with sale after sale yielding little if anything of resell value.

So, I decided to just relax, and appreciate the hunt, rather than the buy.  In addition, since it’s Disney week in two Davis households (yes, we are going to Disneyworld this week with my brother and his family), I felt OK with saving my inventory money for Mickey Mouse Land.
Even though I wasn’t finding anything of value, I did have an interesting experience.

One estate sale had advertised a large collection of nudes, with no other information. Such quirky descriptions always intrigue me, and about mid-morning, we pulled up to a fairly non-descript looking house.  We wandered through the house not seeing anything remotely resembling nudity until we went to the basement.  While that may seem like the opening to a bad porn movie, it really wasn’t, for at the bottom of the stairs was the largest collection of nude artwork and statuettes that I have ever seen.  OK, it was the only collection of nude artwork and statuettes that I have ever seen, but that’s beside the point.
This collection included a multitude of oil paintings and charcoal drawings, both framed and unframed; tapestries; the aforementioned statuettes; and even small selection of Marilyn Monroe (sans clothes) items.   It was beautiful, more art than porn (OK, maybe that small box of Playboys and assorted girlie magazines technically could be called porn), and everyone was looking, but no one was buying.

While I was looking at the girls … uh … art, it was announced that everything was going to half price after 12:30 p.m.  As most of you know by now, I love buying in bulk, and I began to think about how easy or difficult it would be to sell such items.  I must have had a certain look in my eyes, because Ella, who had been patiently watching me fawn over Marilyn and the rest of the babes … uh … models (purely from a resell standpoint, of course), had one word for me:

She then asked for the car keys, and left the basement.  I ogled … uh … examined the artistry for a few more minutes, before deciding it was one fight with Ella that just wasn’t worth waging. 
Have a productive week everyone.


  1. LOL! Go Ella! Love your title.
    BTW, congrats on the Nerf gun sale!

  2. Funny, something similar happened to us one time. A couple years ago my family and I stopped at a garage sale in our neighborhood. There were several nude art oil paintings. I think it was the first time my 3 boys (ages 11, 8, and 5 at the time), saw a nude woman! LOL

    Margaret @ Live Like No One Else

  3. Scott,
    You ARE the man! The ability to head the fight off before it begins is SO admirable in a partner! Lucky you and Ella!