All right everyone, I stopped by this nearby flea market about a month ago. No, don’t sit down, there’s no need. I wasn’t there long, so this will be short.
Most of the stuff here just wasn’t my thing.
This was cool, but was it $5 cool? Cool enough that you didn’t mind talking to someone about it and telling them you wanted it?
“All work and no play…” etc.
It’s like a mini Hallmark store over here.
It’s not real. Move along, move along.
I probably should’ve gotten Encounter at Farpoint and that weird Las Vegas tape (the mysterious unlabeled case on the left was empty).
In 5-10 years we’ll probably start seeing Funko Pops in bins like this.
What a cover! Almost worth the purchase.
I learned that chickens are a big deal at these things to (some) people. There was a lot of chicken stuff here.
Tempting to just get them all, but the more I saw, the more generic they looked. Only cool chickens are allowed in my club!
No chicken cheese spreader but a racoon was the next best thing.
The knitted chickens are Easter egg covers – see, like they’re laying them!