Long Beach Flea Market

It takes a very serious man to wear reindeer antlers...

I went to the Long Beach Flea Market yesterday to sell. I hadn't planned on going but Warmboe had a spare ticket. 

It gave me an opportunity to sell some stuff that had been clogging up my front window and other things that I wanted to get rid of, just to free up some space and breathing room.

I got up at 2:30 in the morning and started my trek up north about a half hour later. 

Leslie packed me a nice lunch. I went bareback, no wife, no tent, no table covers, lean and mean. 

Didn't even take a camera although I did take my new iPhone 14 max, which is awful big but supposedly has a better camera. The old phone wouldn't stop acting up, so I traded it in.

Day went okay, didn't get rich but sold some stuff. Saw the normal crazies, who were as crazy as usual. 

I saw a lot of compatriots. I ran into Roger G who told me that he has liked the blog of late but was wondering how I had not been shot yet? Good question.

These two are repeats, the snowbowl on her head actually works. Apparently her life's achievement, god bless her.

Great place for people watching.

I was actually pretty restrained with my picture taking.

I packed up at three and made it to the Kinsler's Hanukah party in a couple hours but I was dead tired.

Great smoked chicken, salmon and cod. Unfortunately my latkes were cold but I didn't get there on time and Leslie offered to make me more.

I went home and fell into a deep sleep.