Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Punk Rock Flea Market part 1

A few weeks ago, when we found that local comic shop closet-sized gathering that can't really be called a "convention", we picked up this ad for the Trenton Punk Rock Flea Market. It was near the Ollie's we had just discovered, so we kind of already knew how to get there. We went and got pictures to share.

We had no idea what to expect based on this artwork on the ad. That's part of the fun, right?


We parked in the nearby shopping center and walked over to the abandoned warehouse this thing is apparently held in. There's the Empanada Guy food truck and a stage with, I guess, a Punk Rock singer jamming out.


Here's the entrance. The building looks like an odd mix of really old and kind of new. Those bricks looks clean but a lot of the windows are busted out and boarded up.


I don't want to be mean and say this looks like the "bad" part of town, but this whole area looks pretty run-down. Across the street totally looks like a typical movie villain hiding spot or where the shady deal goes down. Like seriously, without alteration of any kind, you could film a zombie apocalypse show over there.


Okay! Into the market we go! It's absolutely packed in here. Tons of people. Lots of tables, lots of things to check out. Is that Santa?


The majority of tables were artists and hand-made crafts like these cute dolls. I could have gotten tons more pictures, but it wound up feeling awkward asking the artists if I could take pictures. Like it's rude not to support them by just taking pictures instead of actually buying stuff. So at least for now, we mostly browsed those types of tables without taking pictures.


I feel this pegboard should be a little more full of stuff. There's an add for a concert tomorrow after the market closes. We forgot to peg up a Minty ad, that's something we'd normally do.


Bumper stickers for your car. So if you see some of these wacky ones, they probably got them at a crazy flea market.


Almost didn't post this picture of taxidermy fox. Because y'know... poor fox. We did not touch it. Thinking there was no harm taking pictures of this guy's "art" wooden bowls or fox, when we took this photo, the guy said "Five Bucks." Like he wanted to charge us for the photo, we laughed it off in the moment but later we saw a sign that he was having a raffle to win a bowl, for a $5 entry fee. That's probably what he meant.


Can I post this card with the bad language? That's Samuel L. Jackson, so you know what he's gunna say. Sorry we cut off the Kanye card that says "My presence is your present." And we didn't notice until now that other card which is alright alright alright haha.


Around the corner is another long hallway that's basically three rows packed with tables and vendors. My friend was in a "I already have too much stuff" mood, so we did not wind up buying anything. But it's still fun hunting for treasures in case there was something possibly amazing.


Who doesn't love crazy colors on Star Wars "R2" style droids? Is it too late to start collecting these? There's got to be sooooo many of them by now!


Rosie O'Donnell Barbie? That's something you thought you'd never see. Like ever; I'm not talking about if you wanted one, and all of a sudden here it is. 


Yawn, of course there were POP! Figures here. Not nearly as much as we thought, but still a lot of them.


Saw this glass and my friend's mind was blown trying to remember this guy's name. It's Burger King's Sir Shakes-a-Lot. He remembered "Sir Shakes" which was close enough to count.


Obama treasures! If you didn't actually go to the Inauguration, is it still cool to get this stuff? Look at how young he looks!


For creatures that hide in the woods, the Smurfs don't know how to hide very well at flea markets. They are easy to find at any flea market.


 Various levels of crazy in this picture. Who remembers Pogs? That's crazy, right? And here's some Simpsons pogs. What a crazy find! Whoa $100?! D'oh! I guess it IS a whole box of them. This must be somebody's treasure to find for sure, y'know, if Pogs are your jam.

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