Relics
Some people find newspaper clippings, sterling silver spoons, buttons, coins, or used hypodermic needles, but all I get is a rusty key and a business card. Like everyone else with an old house, I'm still hoping to find a few hundred thousand dollars worth of gold coins secreted in a wall.
I'm not sure where exactly the key was found. I think it came out of the master bathroom wall. Whatever it's made of is very light and badly corroded.
So, would you vote for this guy? I think he looks like the kind of man Stalin would like.
I'm not sure where exactly the key was found. I think it came out of the master bathroom wall. Whatever it's made of is very light and badly corroded.
So, would you vote for this guy? I think he looks like the kind of man Stalin would like.
posted by John | 3:37 AM
3 Comments:
I love your finds--the key and the snarky-looking guy, scrapbooked together, would make a cool Tim Burton-ish Valentine. Hey, it beats our finds--which are under some Curse of Crap. We pried up our bathtub to find: a Rheingold can and a Sixties-vintage Twinkie wrapper. We double-dug for a lawn and excavated: a cast-iron radiator. We found a mysterious paper wadded into a lock case opening...and carefully unfolded it to find a piece of looseleaf with learner's-English exercises on it. Best of all, we found a moldy old steamer trunk in the garage! Busted the locks off! It was stuffed with...Chinese take-out menus from all over the country.
We did find one incredibly cool thing...the Sacred Beer Bottle. It was between the joists under a radiator, the old kind with a ceramic top wired on...and a legible paper label proclaiming it to be from one of Brooklyn's long-vanished German breweries, and endorsed for good health by some eminent contemporary physician. This bottle rocks so totally that the Brooklyn Historical Society wishes we would donate it to them. Which we would...except it's the only thing that ever broke the Curse of Crap.
He does look stern but maybe that's what you want in a judge. A working man who will stay on the job!
I'm still hoping for some kind of jackpot, too. We've found some lovely newspapers from the early '80s and one of those mini license plates with the name Richard on it. Impressive, eh?
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