So the summer has come to New England and with it comes the weekend yard sales and flea markets. It's already taken over my household for the year with the four of us getting up first thing Saturday mornings and scouring the town for awesome stuff. So far this year we've dragged home records, board games, toys, video games and books.
Are we the only addicts to pouring through other people's shit? Anybody else running around weekends hoping to find that SNES console with all the Square RPGs or the collection of Kiss vinyl in pristine condition?
Here are two of my favorite finds. First an oldie - judging by my son in the picture, I'm guess about 4 years ago. We bought a giant stuffed wiener. Turns out it was a store promotional item used for store openings from Oscar Mayer. It lives in our basement gameroom and gets used as a footstool or seating.
Second was this weekend, where I got a Millennium Falcon to go with my Star Wars collection. I had never been able to justify the cost for one before, but for $10 even with some missing guns I couldn't resist (it did come with roof panels and guns not in the picture, but it's definitely incomplete). Pardon the mess in the background as we're packing up the whole apartment to move in a month.
Let's share great finds or tales of getting into fist fights with a senior citizen over a used pair of shoes!
I traded a (small) cap gun for a bike at a yard sale once.
I shopped my fair share of tag sales as well, I suppose, but the flea market was always such a delight, a beautiful way to spend a hot summer morning
I really miss 'em now, they're not really a thing in cities so much (and neither, really, are tag sales)
There was a neighborhood garage sale thing last weekend that got pretty close to being like, a weird back alley flea market
But nothing will beat the one of my chidhood
Second, I'll share another of my tales from yard sales. Two years ago we hit a yard sale that was fairly obviously a doctor or nurse (or someone that dropped out of school in that field). They had all sorts of books and models and displays of parts of the body in formaldehyde or acrylic. No matter how much begging I tried, my wife would not let me buy the testicles.
I'm so jealous, I would have bought the hell out of those
Also, that reminds me
@Kochikens I was at my friendly neighborhood taxidermy store the other day, and I took some pictures to make you jealous
Spoilered for gross dead stuff
Their brand new, apparently authentic, two headed calf:
Still fun though.
The Flea market here is the place to fence goods it seems as it's really that sense of wrong and sketchy people
I use ebay a lot to get items I cannot usually buy around here
I am addicted