Kickin’ it old school

My 15-year-old son likes:

1. sleeping
2. AC/DC songs
3. going to yard sales

Not necessarily in that order. Last weekend I took him to a few yards sales, and was really intrigued by the things I saw at them. A few observations:

You could safely sum up 99% of the electronics that you’ll find at any yard/rummage/tag sale as “stuff that’s been replaced by smart phones.” Digital cameras are a dime a dozen (sometimes literally). Cassette recorders. Mini-cassette recorders. Micro-cassette recorders.

P.T. Barnum said “there’s a sucker born every minute” and apparently every one of those suckers bought a fondue  set in the  70s.

Yard sales are where officially over-the-hill kids TV show characters go to die. Barney now truly knows what it means to be a “dinosaur.”

Some folks have never heard about the switch to digital TV. Or flat screens. Or even cable.

How lazy do you have to be to not be able to flip through ties?

But our rummaging wasn’t all in vain. We went to the sale at the nearby Catholic grade school and got a couple of old school desks for $5 a pop.

(Unfortunately they didn’t come with a guarantee that my kids will study. I’d have paid another $5 for that feature.)

That school sale was also trying to unload this sweet Sprite  backboard from back in the “lymon” era:

I would’ve bought it except for the warning:

Sorry, I’ve still got hops and was going to go all Darryl Dawkins on it.