Instead of at a run down almost empty old mall in the slums this sale was at a big flea market at one of those old abandoned drive-in movie places.There hardly any left operatng now and the one we were at hasn't shown movies in years .But 7 days a week they have a huge flea market where vendors and just regular people sell new and used things . You can get about anything from tv's and washing machines to car tires .Always seem to be plenty of people selling things like soda's you've never heard of and old guns too. Naturally sometimes the police come by checking seriel numbers of things like tvs and other appliances cd mahines and also look for bargains themselves asking no questions about where there from too
The customers are like the folks you see at thrift shops almost being always old or poor people who have to make every penny count .Yesterday also saw alot of foreigners like Mexicans and Indians .It didn't bother Karin but I was pissed off by this yuppy type in a cowboy hat with one side pulled up walking around taking photos of everyone as if they were animals in a zoo. Bet he's going to sit around his condo with a river front view filled with POTTERY BARN furniture showing friends the photos of all the pathetic or ugly little people .......................
We didn't have any trouble finding the sale that had the sale we were looking for . The huge trailer like the ones you see on the freeway stood out inthe corner with the largest crowd of people shopping it .My ' friend'whowa s running the one at the old mall the other week was also running this one . That being the heavy set 60 something guy with thick and deep voice with a Mississippi accent .The old boy really does have a eerie and creepy quality , you wudn't want him as a enemy . The biker type who was helping him last week wasn't there, instead help this time was 3 short 'billys one about 50 who looked liked a huge drunk (had a huge red nose and wrinkeld up face ) they called 'Billy Joe' and maybe his sons or nephews in there 20's s .One of who real gentlemanly up and peed right there in public behind the trailer too.
Inside the trailer was dark and dingy as well as in parts smelled of urine .All the clothes were there on racks and you had to hunt for your size . Some of the labels were snipped off but others weren't showing the clothes were from places like TALBOTS and CHICOS that are good stores . When Karin found somethings she liked she asked wher was the dresing room and I told her there wasn't any then she seemed upset there wasn't somewhere set aside and all I could do was tell her to not even go there .................
Like everybody there we( or in 'billy us'n ) were soon were really into it , even my suburban gf who always shopped at department stores was going thu rack after rack sharing info with a fat blond women with a giant tattoo on her right ankle , two pregnant teen -age black girls and a redneck woman who looked like Keith Richards with knoby knees
Back home after being in the dirty & urine soaked trailer Karin had to get inthe shower ASAP . Moi joined her since it was a good idea and always do get some when we're the shower together .
Later worked at the country club . Maybe in the same town but a jillion and a half lite years away from the world of the flea market at the old drive.Those people at the country club have enough money to go to stores or have tailors make things for them and don't have to go to crappy places to buy stolen stuff from hoodlums .Then again it's not like there all pure and holy since they add to there fortunes with illegal things like looting pension funds , insider trading and , stock tips based on info your not supposed to share.
Most of the new clothes are being washed as I type and we'll be taking the rest to the do it yourself cleaners later today .A nice day here too, rainy and warm .Go back into the hotel tonite , as always there'll be a jillion storys about the derby . Should be fun to hear












