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The Mom should have kept the 'valuable' models, sold them on Ebay, and thrown the son out.
Posted by: nursecindy | August 16, 2009 at 09:03 AM
I saw that yesterday. If everyone I know whose moms threw out their "valuable" baseball card or comic book collections burned down their houses this country would have a lot more people living in the streets
or in jail or the nuthouse.Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | August 16, 2009 at 09:09 AM
If anyone is interested, I have a box of about 120 pristine Star Wars cards from 1977....hurry before my Mom gets here!
Posted by: Punkin | August 16, 2009 at 09:10 AM
Oh, and a pair of Starsky & Hutch socks from the same year....I was a lonely teen....
Posted by: Punkin | August 16, 2009 at 09:11 AM
Starsky & Hutch socks?
*backs away from Punkin, holding Roy Rogers lunchbox (I wish)*
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | August 16, 2009 at 09:21 AM
When your Mom throws your stuff away, you're supposed to go to your car, turn the bass speakers up to 11 and blow up the garage.
Posted by: Clankazoid | August 16, 2009 at 10:40 AM
Chuck Lorre will deny reading the Blog when he turns this incident into the plot of a Big Bang Theory show,
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | August 16, 2009 at 11:01 AM
I used to throw out the cards and collect the bubble gum. I was a lonely teen, too....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | August 16, 2009 at 11:03 AM
horace: Has he done so before? ;)
Posted by: judi | August 16, 2009 at 11:36 AM
Judi, you have to read all his vanity cards to find out. He does seem to be attracted to the same news items that get blogged here. The Space Station Toilet was one such.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | August 16, 2009 at 12:17 PM
My wife's mother made her give her comic book collection to a cousin she detested. The lesson was supposed to be generosity but what it really taught was resentment.
My mother thought I was rude for yelling at a visiting child when he took a balled up fist to the pirate ship model I had been working on for weeks.
Mothers, insane or deluded? You judge.
Not being sexist here, but I don't remember my father ever trying to guide my social development that way.
Posted by: Steve | August 16, 2009 at 01:02 PM
I'll never forget the day I found out my mother had sold some of my old Barbie dolls at a yard sale. It still brings tears to my eyes. Come to think of it she sold my old Easy Bake Oven at a yard sale too. Now I really want to cry.
Posted by: nursecindy | August 16, 2009 at 01:09 PM
Four words:
Johnny Bench rookie card.
Emotion (sob) prevents (weep) further (cry!!) words...
Posted by: frodolives | August 16, 2009 at 02:00 PM
Gundammit that was harsh.
Posted by: Margaritaville | August 16, 2009 at 03:40 PM
oh frodolives! not johnny! oh man...
well i will never forget my ex selling our daughter's entire my little pony collection at our neighbor's yard sale for 10 cents a pony - while i was still in bed. OMG. i don't think i'll ever get over it, and i was a grownup (ostensibly) when it happened.
Posted by: judi | August 16, 2009 at 03:56 PM
That is actually a good tip for garage sales. If you are looking for baseball cards or Gundam stuff, look for a woman overseeing things. If you want My Little Pony stuff or other girlie collectibles look for a man overseeing stuff.
Posted by: Margaritaville | August 16, 2009 at 04:16 PM
my mom once 'cleaned' up my room by putting everything i owned that was all over the room, and the rest of the house, in a BIIIIG pile in the middle of my room. i think i was a sr. in high school.
i started cleaning. when i got to the bottom of the pile- there was a note: congratulations. if you can read this note, you have cleaned your room. thank you. the management.
she is verrrry diabolical. that was at least 40 yrs ago, and i've never forgotten how diabolical it was. so, if i burned the house, she would so KILL me.
Posted by: queensbee | August 16, 2009 at 05:19 PM
Yes, judi, sometime around 1970, (I was an Orioles fan at the time), but I really wanted my friend's Nolan Ryan card, and he really wanted my Mickey Mantle card. Don't get me wrong, I knew Mantle was one of the best, but as an Orioles fan, the Yankees were my nemesis. And my family was moving from Arizona to Ohio in a few months, so I knew I would need some Reds cards to make friends when we did... so I convinced this guy to trade my Mickey for his Nolan, "Oh, and throw in Johnny Bench"... A few years later, the "Big Red Machine" was born... Years later, when I went off to college, Mom called to ask if there were any of my possessions that should not go to the garage sale she was having, and I thought it went without saying that the baseball card collection was verboten, so I didn't mention it. Apparently, with moms, there is NOTHING that "goes without saying."
Curls up in fetal position, cries self to sleep
Posted by: frodolives | August 16, 2009 at 05:41 PM
Punkin: I'll take the Princess Leia "Slave Girl" card...Purely sentimental reasons, of course.
Posted by: Allen at Division | August 16, 2009 at 06:50 PM
A@D,
I've gotI can get plenty of Princess Leia Slave Girl cards... Trade you one for Jolene Blalock's T'Pol during Pon Farr...Posted by: frodolives | August 16, 2009 at 07:57 PM
Frodo....
I would really like to thank your Mom, and many of the Moms of America for doing one of their motherly duties, "cleaning out the closet/garage/basement". All of us card collectors know that if there were still a million Mantle rookie cards out there, tge ones that we have cherished and kept pristine all these years would be worth much less, monetarily.
I started collecting in the early 1980's, after (waaay after) I was a kid. I've always loved baseball so I started with the rookie cards of the greats. Back then no one really thought that cards would ever be worth anything. Hank, Ryan, Lefty, Willie, Reggie, a Mick or two and even a Johnny Bench are still in a box somewhere. And football cards and hockey cards and, and, and......yes its a sickness. ; )
I haven't gotten any new ones in years, but I still have them all. Boxes of them. Because I've lugged them around with me all through the years. Maybe I'll cash them in someday, maybe not.
Sorry judi and nscindy, no Barbies or My Little Pony's. Know that others will benefit from your losses though.
But frodo, here's one of my favs....
1964 Topps BB #9
"1963 NL HR Leaders
Hank Aaron
Willie McCovey
Willie Mays
Orlando Cepeda"
How much would those guys be making these days, huh?
; )
Posted by: Brian | August 16, 2009 at 08:27 PM
Slinks in®
My mom once threw out my Schwinn bike from the garage because I hadn't used it in six months while I was at college.
It was winter, and it had a flat tire.
There was a perfectly good explanation, of course. They were having some work done on the house and there was a dumpster there to take away the rubbish. Although I wasn't home at the time, I could just imagine my mother's glee at finally being able to get rid of everything she deemed "clutter".
My Barbie collection went in that same "clean sweep". Most of those were well-worn dolls and late-60's "mod" style clothes, but there were also about three cases of really early 60's vintage clothes that had been given to me by the neighbor down the street when HER daughters went to college.
We called my mother the White Tornado.
Posted by: Cat R | August 16, 2009 at 09:46 PM
Nursecindy visits some weird websites.
My mom threw out my meth lab. She went on and on about the "DEA" and "search warrants" and such.
Posted by: bonmot | August 17, 2009 at 10:38 AM