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Yesterday we pointed out the five coolest things we saw at the weekend's antique show.
It brought out a hatah, as such things tend to do.
Mad Mac wrote:
Really, these were the only 'cool things' at this graveyard. My Mrs and I attended this turkey for the first time. A vendor I spoke with said HADA schedules this thing during rodeo/Mardi Gras every year and he wasn't likely to drive this far south again due to declining crowds/profits. It was deads-ville at 14:00.
For everyone of the pieces in this story, there were 3 dozen pieces of over priced 18th/19th century brick-a-brak. Don't know what offended my sensibilities more, the race pieces, (tagged darkie, mammie, or coon) or the 'authentic' vampire-werewolf-killing kit at a jury-paneled-antique event. I thought it was a joke, too, until the vendor told me he couldn't take a dime less than $16,000. It was ticketed for $19,500.
My Mrs was inspecting a linen napkin and the sales slug took it out of her hand, folded it and sat it down. All under a sign that read, 'Come in, touch, and experience.' Instead, we let them keep their $35 hanky. In fact the only sale I witnessed was the $3 Coke I bought my Mrs. While I would say I wouldn't go back, I can't imagine they'll be around much longer anyway.