Flea Market Finds #10: Seventh Binder Page

Less than a week away from the next flea market and still a few more posts to go.  I’ll try to post the upcoming event’s swag in a much more efficient manner, but if I play my cards right (heh), I may be able to get the rest of these flea market posts in under the gun.  Anyway, here’s page seven!

1979 topps Expos, White Sox, and Giants team cards, Jim Palmer, Jack Morris, another Joe Morgan (doing what he does best in this one, playing baseball and not talking about it), 1978 topps Wilbur Wood, Fergie Jenkins, and Rookie Outfielders.

Why Purchased: Besides being a page of almost vintage stars and team cards, Fergie and Wilbur Wood!

Keepers: Fergie (also I gave Wilbur Wood to my dad)

Notes: Except for the snooze-inducing 1970 set itself, I don’t think the decade of the 1970s had a truly bad set design, with ’72 and ’75 being downright spectacular (fabulous?).

I’ll have to check what I’m waiting to have shipped from COMC, but except for a couple late-’60s/early-’70s league leader cards, I think this might be my earliest Fergie Jenkins card.

I really like the All-Star cards.

Jack Morris never gets any love, and neither do the Detroit Tigers in general.  What is it about Tigers that belong in the Hall of Fame not being there?!  The lack of Jack, Alan Trammell, & Sweet Lou is a damn traveshamockery.

I’m too lazy/worn out from yesterday to look up the careers Rookie Outfielders right.  My apologies.  Maybe it can be it’s own post someday if I’m struggling to come up with something to write about.

Always nice to get White Sox cards from the “Bill Veeck having trouble regulating his meds” era ( my dad).

Was surprised to see Kessinger as the White Sox manager.  Didn’t realize he went on to do that, although I guess it was a short and not very memorable stint.

Mind-Blowing Statistics: Despite not putting up very impressive numbers, Don Kessinger was a six-time All-Star!  He was pretty good defensively it seems, but

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Free Comic Book Day 2011

And what a fun one it was.  It did get off to a rocky start, due to me getting back so late from the parents’ place the night before, which pushed everything back a bit and put them a little behind schedule to head out of town to attend the 1st birthday bash of my baby cousin or nephew or something.  I’ve always had trouble keeping familial relations straight.  But once they were on their way and I was left to my own devices, it was a blast!  I took many pictures, with a digital camera this year.  I planned ahead, because last year’s photos are still trapped in the nether regions of my phone.  And that’s terrible.

Costumed vigilantes and villains!

These were the peeps in costumes.  Darth Vader and Iron Man were there last year, but it doesn’t change the fact that their costumes are amazing, not that team Hornet aren’t impressive in their own right.  I later found out the guys in the Vader & Iron Man costumes are father and son.  Kato apparently works at the comic book shop we’re standing in front of, and was super friendly and outgoing, despite mentioning running a rather severe lack of sleep.  Kato’s daughter from the comics and Green Hornet came from out of town (and I believe Hornet is the same guy that played Batman last year).  The left fairly early, but not before I captured them all on film SD card plenty of times.

The Green Hornet and the guy that does all the work.

During a lull in the festivities...

Oh noes! Our hero is in trouble!

Random chillin'...

It should be noted that towards the end of the day, the costumed characters presence nearly caused a traffic accident.  It’s funny now, but was kinda freaky when it happened.  Speaking of kinda freaky:

Vader guy methodically approaches the hapless camera guy...

I'm not saying I peed myself a little being up this close to such a convincing Vader... but I'm not saying I didn't either.

Parts of the thing on his torso there lit up.  That was pretty cool.  Seriously though, my heart was beating a lil harder while I was getting this shot, mainly because of that scary methodical approach.

Who wants some more pics?  If you answered yes, you’re in luck.  If you answered no, you’re just being contrarian for the sake of being contrarian.

Father vs Daughter!

From this little interlude, I learned that both of them have some level of legit competence with nunchaku.

Badass...

The eyes and chest thing glow!

All told, between both places I ended up with 12 free comics, bought all of the Batman Beyond mini series that was available (#3-6) because I’m a sucker for Batman Beyond, picked up two Marvel blank cover variants (that the owner of the shop said I could bring back to display after I finish them), and a cool keychain I’ll post when I, or someone I care about, needs a little hope to keep on keepin’ on.

Besides the free comics, local comic artists were on hand to work their magic at both places.  At the more purely comic book shop, where most of my photos take place, the artists were doing free somewhat quick but fairly detailed black & white sketch covers for anyone who purchased a blank cover variation and wanted one.

This guy was there all day, taking commissions and working on blank variant covers for those that wanted them. I believe he is also the father of my little brother's high school ex-girlfriend. It's a small, small world.

This guy came in later and did his thing for around two or three hours I think. I ended up befriending him when he took a look at some of my sketch cards and seemed pretty impressed with my work.

He also showed me how to make my inking suck less.  Quite timely too, since I really started looking into that very thing recently.  He gave me one of his cool little business cards and asked me to keep in touch and email him links to some of my artings online, which is exactly what I’m going to do once I get some sleep.  Or if I ever get some sleep, whichever.

Finally, this guy was at the other place. I didn't catch his name, but he seemed like a pleasant fellow, and was doing some excellent work. Check out what he's working on there (if you can see past the pepperoni lovers' pizza)!

Seriously though, it was really dumb of me to turn down a slice of that pizza when it was offered to me.  Pizza Hut is a rare treat for my perpetually broke arse.

So yeah, even though I feel like I used to after Jr. High soccer practice and won’t be able to move when I get up later because my thighs are burning with the force of a thousand suns and will completely lock up on me whilst I slumber, I couldn’t be happier about it.  It was a truly fantastic day. 😀

All too easy...

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