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My friend told me about a video game auction several months back at the Fairgrounds. I met up with him there at that time but only stuck around for a little while just to see how things were done. Next thing I know he’s got an arcade version of House of the Dead in his garage and he only paid around 300 bucks for it. Since then, now that I know I can get an arcade game on the cheap, I’ve been keeping tabs on these auctions and finally attended one for the full duration. Got there early (which wasn’t necessary at all) since he said to meet him there early but he showed up late. I tell ya, people have proven to be so unreliable, for the most part, I just do my own shit now. I don’t even consult with people anymore. If there’s something I wanna do, I just fucking do it. Don’t really care if anyone is with me cuz I have fun on my own either way. Late equals lame.
The only thing you’ll really need is a long 3-prong extension cord and a long computer power cord to test the games before you buy them. And a driver’s license to register if you plan on bidding. I think if you win, there’s a 15% fee on top of the winning bid, tax, and you got 2 hours after the end of the auction to get your game off property. Lots of games I woulda got if the bid price was low enough but cats was either out there overspending cuz they ain’t know no better or they were plants to drive up the bid price. I thought Cruisin’ USA was the game I wanted but after playing California Speed, that’s what I know I really want now. It’s faster, better graphics, more tracks, and has steering wheel feedback. There were two of them there, both in damn good condition. I just happen to have room in my heezy too. $300 was gonna be my top bid but cats beat me out with $350 and $400. Ain’t tryin’ to go broke over no arcade games when I got a huge tv and a PS3 at home.
See, my friend sees things my way. Get all your entertainment at home and you ain’t gotta worry about going out and paying all that money for shit when you can have it all in the comfort of your own home. Our plans are the same. Air hockey, pool table, and arcade games. He’s got 2 of the 3 already. I’m waiting patiently for the right opportunities to arise cuz I ain’t impulsive. The other part is tv. Mine is a 67 inch 1080p 3D LED DLP. His is about a 90 inch projector. I got hdmi so my computer, PS3, and DirecTV are hooked up to it with full surround sound and high speed net. My DirecTV account number is 69864007. Sign up for the service under me and I’ll split the referral bonus with you. Just email me to let me know when you’re done or if you need more info from me.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; nothing will ever replace a good night out at the movies. But why pay all that money for a large screen and big sound when you can have it at home? I still got my eye on California Speed for next time. If you just wanna play some free video games, it’s a good spot for it. Hours of free fun for you and the kids but keep in mind it is an auction. People are there primarily to get the games for recreation and business purposes, not to mooch. But if you’re gonna let your kids play a game, try to set a good example by letting them shoot zombies and aliens instead of bear and moose.
During the auction, we heard some firecrackers going off. It was the Year of the Tiger Vietnamese New Year’s celebration going on next door. We dipped in for a bit and saw all the food and fun but had to get back to the auction. After that was done though, we hit up the nearby flea market. Nothing worth a shit going on there except mostly a lot of worthless junk and some cheap, lame porn dvd’s that caught our attention more than any of the actual dog lookin’ ass women there. Didn’t buy a damn thing and we wanted to sample some Viet culture and cuisine so we went back to the pavilion where all that was going down.
Man, I tell ya, a lot of them bitches was on point. Even the old ones. They wasn’t fat, titties wasn’t too big or too small and shit, they was just right. Ain’t see all them nasty tattoos and piercings, makeup wasn’t excessive, dress wasn’t slutty, hair wasn’t overdid, it was like them women looked just like a woman is supposed to. Just the right height and weight proportions, the right skin, the right hair, a lot of them was slammin’, man. I like that shit. Couldn’t understand them worth a shit when they was speakin’ that gibberish ass language of theirs though. Shit was crackin’ our asses up when we heard them talk. Couldn’t help it. That shit is just too funny. Prolly make a nigger hard as fuck when he strokin’ one of them and they moanin’ the same way, I bet.
They had a play area that they was chargin’ 10 bucks for kids to go into. Anyone could go backstage and peep the various talent which was mostly kids. We only got to see a martial arts display though. We was focused more on the food and that took up half of the joint. The other half was seating to view what was going on onstage. Before, me and my friend drove off to hit up an ATM since there was none on property cuz they only took cash inside. While I was at the auction, he went and got some food. I tasted some of his. It was good to my taste buds and cheap according to his word. When we was immersed in it, we sampled a lot of the things we could recognize and that were in budget.
I learned a long time ago, if I don’t recognize the animal part, I ain’t eatin’ the meat. If something looks too exotic, I’ll pass. Presentation for a lot of the non-meat items was tight but I really just wanted to get my carnivore on. A vendor gave me a sample slice of meat she said was pork, another she said was chicken. Both tasted and were presented the same. If she ain’t say shit, I woulda never knew. I got a chicken wing for a buck and that was the biggest damn wing I ever seen in my life. Tasted good too. At first, chick said it was 4 for 5 bucks. I told her I just wanted 1. She said she couldn’t do it. Walked my ass away and guess who’s chasin’ me down with a changed mind? You know who. What idiot would refuse money these days? She made the right choice. The wing was cold so I went to another vendor to heat it up in their microwave then ate it outside where they cook everything. Women did the sales inside, mostly men cooked outside. And oh yeah, them slants love they cigarettes. Just glad they wasn’t smoking around me or my food.
I’m allergic to shellfish and one vendor went out of her way to cook me up some fried sweet potato without the included shrimp. There were some Americans there too but it couldn’t feel more like being right smack in Vietnam than that place. It was crowded, the food was authentic, people were short, and it looked like a third world marketplace in the cooking area in the back. Being single, finding a chick that’s down for all the shit that I’m into or willing to do is extremely difficult to find. My homeboy is in the same boat. That’s why we do a lot of shit like this together since no one else is ever down for the new experiences. Most people live in a routine and are stuck in their comfort zones. Not me, that’s for damn sure. A video game auction, celebrating Vietnamese culture, and peeping a run-down flea market all on the same day within walking distance of each other. Gotta love it, regardless of the cold and light rain.
We went home, caught some z’s, and prepped for the Monster Truck Jam that night at the Citrus Bowl. He initially wasn’t gonna go but since other plans failed, he was down. It was already on my books so I was going solo if I had to. Nothing stops me from going out and having my fun. I had free tickets to ride inside of a truck but we got there too late for that. Tix actually sold the fuck out. I didn’t believe it when I heard it but when I got to the box office, it was true. I figured in this economy, there was no way a sell-out was possible. But since we were surrounded by rednecks, that told the story. They came out in force. He thought there’d be drama but it was all love. One guy yelled out nigger (not at us) for the hell of it and my friend was offended. But for me, it was completely expected and all wood. I believe in freedom of speech and expression. Besides, we were cracking jokes about them all night long and they were everywhere. They say their shit, we say ours. Nathan but love.
Won’t even get into how rundown that piece of garbage stadium is. No back support, bathrooms ain’t that private (cat in the pisser next to me looked straight down at my dick while I was letting loose), junk food central, lack of well-placed escalators, not a lot of walking room, they allow smoking anywhere on premises, it was just a disastrous work of construction from the get. We talked about all this smoking bullshit. He convinced me that if places like bars and pool halls banned smoking all the way around, business would actually increase. I believe that now. There’s some places I don’t go cuz I ain’t trying to get a whiff of that second-hand smoke. Some people wonder how they got cancer. Some of it is environmental. What sucks is that the rednecks smoke around their kids and babies so I knew I was looking at the next generation of Marlboro men and women and healthcare nightmares. Sad.
As for the show, the most eventful thing was at a vendor station where a lady and her hubby complained that their lemonade had no taste of any kind and they paid 5 bucks a drink and they wanted their money back. I thought it was kinda funny. But since they disrupted my turn in line, that made me and my homey late to see the motorcycle stunts that took place after intermission. I’ve never seen dirt bike type shit in my life with my own eyes so that was disappointing. It was a fun time though, that’s for damn sure. Women? More than plenty of talent but most of them were either jailbait, had kids and/or bf’s/hubbies or were smoked out, drunk, and undesirable. There’s always the exceptions though. Just didn’t see many of them.
The Pounce truck got the most heat cuz either the vehicle was lame, the driver was inexperienced, or both. That motherfucker was green as fuck. 2 good moments though. One, the Maximum Destruction truck was robbed of a victory over Grave Digger. Two, the buckedup.com driver in the minivan female driver race was also robbed due to unforeseen obstacles. I was rooting for another driver but she sucked so bad I jumped on the bandwagon. Would I attend another truck jam? Sure, but I wouldn’t pay for it. We ended up paying less than everyone else actually. A scalper gave us a helluva deal: 2 tix for 30 bucks. Damn good seats. They were pre-printed online with his gf’s name on them so he had to walk us up just in case there were any issues. There were none. Just walked right on in just like anyone else. Security was weak. No pat downs or metal detectors that I can recall. No video recording equipment allowed according to signage but we all know that’s bullshit now, don’t we?
Parking was ridiculous as usual. My friend showed me a spot a few blocks down from Mears down on Rio Grande where you can park free. It’s a good walk but hey, who couldn’t use the exercise? Otherwise, we’d have had to come out of pocket 10-20 bucks. FURK DAT! Going to the stadium, 2 white teen girls with their peeps playing some loud as hip-hop in their big-wheeled truck were trying to get people to pay to park in a lot that was really free and some sucker motherfuckers fell for it. Ain’t like they was showin’ off a lot of skin and using their sex appeal to the max. On the way back to the car after the event, two jit white bitches were smoking, no doubt drinking before, littering, unsupervised, and using words like “hoochie man” in their small talk. My homeboy made a comment that them crackers wouldn’t even have that word in their vocabulary if it wasn’t for us niggers. And you know what? He’s right. Them bitches was just feeding that white trash stereotype. We concluded that event was the only reason rednecks had to leave home and come into the city. I’ll give them one thing though: they support theirs. And them viets do the same. We felt completely welcome into these cultures and that’s what it’s all about: unity and diversity.
