On Sunday I went to the Coliseum Flea Market in Oakland (about a block from where the Raiders were playing – let me tell you, if anyone actually went to Raiders games parking would have been worse than the hellish it already was.) It takes place on the grounds of an old drive in theatre (with the super cool old snack bar still intact) and has goods ranging from amazing produce to almost definitely stolen bicycles to churros to assless panties. Yeah, it's like the home for stuff the dollar store won't sell. And yet, it's also awesome.
Among the random things I found there, one stood out. So much so that I bought two of them. They're splat balls. You throw them at a hard surface and they splat apart, and then immediately reform into their original shape. I am not ashamed to admit that I bought several. Watching this egg hit the floor & shatter into a gooey mess and then slowly reform was like something out of a bad sci-fi movie. I loved it!
Flea markets are a strangely dying breed. Despite tough economic times, they are slowly disappearing. That's a shame, because wandering a flea market is a fine days entertainment even if you don't find any splat balls.
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