- Feb 27, 2016
- Texas Hill Country
Yes....I gave up on gun shows long ago. Internet killed them. But I do like to go and walk all the isles and look at everything (everybody). $600 Mosin Nagants. $80 bricks of Aguilla .22LR. So this morning I went to the San Antonio Gun Show. They have it once a month but I only go once a year. Same old fat, hairy guys selling (I swear) the same boxes of tattered, sun bleached boxes of ammo. $600 ar15 upper they bought from Palmetto State Armory for $199. Chinese red dots, Military Surplus junk marked up 300% from the Army-Navy Store down the road. I pay the $3 for parking in the mud in my just washed Chevy Silverado. Wearing my tennis shoes I just bought I slosh through said mud to the "show. Pay the nice fat lady $5 to get in. Nice fat man stamps my hand and I am in. I wonder if you have to be obese to work at a gun show? Oh well..... I always start the same place and walk each isle. Nobody has moved an inch since last year. Far wall begins with the folks selling Blow Me Liberal Bumper Stickers and Rebel Flags. Lots of survivalist books. All worn and tattered from being for sale for 15 years straight. Guy is asleep. Keep moving baby.....around the lady with the candy almonds and up the isle with mountains of MilSurp paints, backpacks and canvas "things" I have no idea what they are for. Everything appears to be $7. Giant table of new pistols. All heavily overpriced....I guess the guy never heard of SlickGuns before. Taurus .38 revolver for $350? Seriously? Oh well...I say nothing to anybody. Keep moving. Ammo. No kidding double what you can get it for on the internet. I buy a cup of coffee. Bathrooms are next to the refreshment stand. If anybody would have lit a candle the entire building would have exploded from all the methane gas being produced on the other side of the wall. I guess smoked turkey legs produce more gas than all of Saudi Arabia. I dry my eyes and keep moving.Isle after isle of overpriced, dirty, worn out, worthless junk.Some 80 year old lady has on hot paints from he 60's. I throw up a lil bit in my mouth. Finish my coffee and spot the nice lady who sews quilts. I bought a few from her a few years back and they were a big hit for Christmas presents. I buy one I think my wife would like. Very nice Christian lady and she sells quality hand sewed quilts for $40. If that guy in the booth next to her with the [censored] little remote control helicopters dont stop buzzing me he is going to go home with one less remote control helicopter. My day is complete. Got Mama a quilt. Got my new tennis shoes all muddy. Truck is covered in mud. I slosh back through the mud heading for the car wash. Total cost of day....$48 bucks. Seeing the old lady in hotpaints. Priceless.