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This is the traditional weekly thrift and bargain finds list.
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Put in what you consider a bargain, tell us how much you paid and the place you got it from. Bargains can be thrift store finds or any second-hand purchases or discounted boardgames bought new. Don't forget to add your encounters with the Thrift Store Irritant Squad™ and any other embellishments in order to make it even more interesting.
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Went to Utah for a vacation and decided to visit some thrift stores (yes I starting to realize that I have a problem...). I had high hopes (isn't UT supposed to really good for thrifting games? Maybe second best behind the pacific northwest?) Well anyways, found this one--the good sturdy Wiggity Bang version. Odgen DI 2.00
Layton DI, looked un-punched and un-played so I decided to pay the $4 price. However, it was missing the dice, clips and a couple of cards, which I found in another copy upon returning home. Chandelier intact.
I was very surprised to find this one at a cigarette-pet (or cigarpet if you please) urine smelling pet savers in Ogden. $3 complete (except 1 dry erase marker). BTW in case Dominic reads this, played Wits and Wagers and it was a hit with extended family. My dad the banker won, with my brother the accountant a close second. Seems that constantly dealing with numbers and investments not surprisingly helps in that game.
Stopped in at St. Vincent today as I biked home. It was buy one get one free day for books. Couldn't find even one I wanted.
But I did find this game. Someone's very lovingly created, self-published 3D space war game. The rules aren't too bad, and I could totally see pimping this thing out with some ship models. Heck, I bet I could substitute the pewter Star Wars minis and do a Jedi vs the Dark side battle.
Weird thing is, this game was published in Canada in 1992. Everything inside ludicrous. $2.99 but I've already made 10 13
In another attempt to pander for thumbs, I will be writing this week's geeklist finds in the style of my current favorite author, Matthew Woodring Stover. My apologies to Matt ahead of time - I'm sure that my derivative work will just give a hint of the caliber of his real work.
Caine found himself once again in the warrens, that familiar part of the city run by the King of Cant, his friend of many years. His Majesty ran one of the largest gangs in the warrens, and Caine had spent much of his life managing the odd favor or two for His Majesty. It was never bad to be owed a favor by men of power, and in the warrens, the King of Cant was power.
Caine decided to take a quick run down through the warrens, perhaps the Amvets on Washington had some new inventory...
On the way into the Amvets, Caine found himself surounded by three uniformed members of the Irritant Squad. "What do you think you're doing here?"
Caine knew that members of the Irritant squad tended to operate in sections of 3, so if he could make it through this grouping, he might be clear through the rest of the entry.
"Hmmm... I don't know... maybe I'm shopping?"
"nah... I think you're gonna be COLLECTED..." This came from the slightly smarter guy furthest away. Caine eyeballed the distances, and assessed the weapons - the two closest were attached to walkers, and the furthest was pushing a stroller.
Caine jumped over the curb, backflipped between the two walkers, and with a quick double leg strike, kicked the tennis balls off the wheels of two of the walker legs. The crippled I-squad members immediately began to roll uncontrollably down the ramp. As Caine recovered from his double leg strike, he kipped easily to his feet and crossed to the stroller. A quick hand strike to the top cover of the stroller opened it up and showed a pile of Trivial Pursuits. Caine delivered a savate strike on one of the stroller wheels, cleanly detaching it from the stroller, and flipped right over the third Irritant Squad member. He quickly sprinted up the ramp, as the 3 Irritant Squad members below him crashed into each other, creating a nice pile of tangled legs and arms.
Caine reached the game aisle of the Amvets, without seeing any further I-Squad members. He performed a running scan of the shelves, grabbing this as he ran past the first third of the game aisle. This was priced by the Amvets at $2.95.
The sprint continued on past the game aisle. As he reached for this game, a junior member of the Irritanat Squad came rattling down the aisle, aiming a strike at Caine's left knee. Caine spun on his right leg, using his left to hook a giant bagged Tweety bird, and blasted the bagged birdie right into the breadbasket of the junior IS member. Caine swerved slightly, and stuck this next title under his left arm. $2.95, Amvets....
Caine shook off the reaching, grasping hands, of the tiny members of the Irritant Squad who had materialized seemingly out of nowhere. He reached underneath the pile of Ungames, and plucked this from the stack, shoving it under his arm. As he marched up to the checkout counter, the grinning face of a clerk irritated him. His hand shot out and "inadvertently" knocked the stack of games into the solar plexus of the cashier.
"Whoops. Here, Keep the change." Caine bolted with his treasures, without any more annoying lip from the cashier. $3.95 for this - complete cards, missing a few armies here and there.
Gunter Baars' Egyptian-themed Ravensburgers are automatic pick-ups for me, the games are children's games with decent production values and often memory and/or tile-placement mechanisms. This comes quite close as its theme is Ali Baba.
For €5.00 at the same self-serve flea market as usual. One split box corner, otherwise in fine condition.
Caine grabbed his sack of booty, and headed into the inner works of the Kingdom. The warrens generally held an open air market, a swap meet, of sorts. Caine was still in a mood after man-handling the Irritant Squad at the Amvets.
The toll taker at the gate looked to extract an entry fee. "Come on, Caine. If I let you in, the King will have my ass. Its just one dollar."
Caine reluctantly reached into his pocket, and literally threw exact change into the window. Keep the change, ya robber.
And here it is: A nice looking, beautiful copy, piled underneath a teeter totter of bad games. Missing one of the Turkish markers. Anyone got a spare?
Kensington may be one of the most uninspiring ever winners of the Spiel des Jahres, with an appropriately dull name, but the LP sleeve packaging and genuine 1970s style marvellously over-written "sleeve notes" make the game worth the 50p paid.
Here's a small excerpt for your reading pleasure : (click on the image link to enjoy the whole of this masterpiece of space-filling copy-writing)
"Satisfied at last that they had invented the greatest board game in a thousand years, they were faced with the problem of finding a name for it. "Why not 'Kensington', where it all happened?" asked Forbes, only to hear the out-of-towner Taylor condemn that as "repulsively ritzy". But Forbes argued that he saw Kensington quite differently, having happily started his education in a Notting Hill (State) Primary School alongside children whose nationalities ran to 57 varieties and having since got to know and love every inch of London's most cosmopolitan Borough. Besides it was a marvellous excuse not to call it something ridiculous like Bricko, Whoomph! or plain Yuckety Yuck, a depressing toy trade habit."
Caine continued his travels through the open air market. There were freaks aplenty, more than he remembered from his last time through the warrens. Sheesh... if the city guard came through here and ever started checking papers, they'd have to show up with a literal ton of transport.
Caine wondered about the smells - either the open air market had greatly improved its wares, or someone was working the aromas around here - and there, he saw the King's enchanter, clearly improving the smells of the food market. It certainly didn't look that much better, but the King appeared to be spending his illusions a little more wisely these days. That barbecue smelled pretty decent, even though he knew it was little better than fried rat.
Caine's eyes spied a small stack of games, including Motownopoly. Even more interesting were a DVD and VHS from Kiyosaki, both shrinkwrapped. Caine strolled up, and misdirected the guy manning the booth with an inquiry about the game. He deferred to the woman, who quoted a price of $1 for Motownopoly. Caine then leaned in, and asked the man for a price on the Kiyosaki items. The emasculated one looked around carefully, noting that the woman was again busy, and quoted a price of $1 each. Caine flipped the currency into the guy's hands, and departed quickly.
Behind him, he could hear the screaming begin as he sped around the corner. "You sold him WHAT for $3?!?!?"
Caine headed on a course to take him out of the open air markets. Too much time here in the warrens did things to even his admittedly coarse senses of propriety. As he made his way toward the exits, he noticed yet another stall hawking games.
On one side, a big stack of nearly every Cranium oriented publication. On the other, Beyond Balderdash. Caine grabbed up the Beyond for a mere $1, and continued on toward the exit. Complete, Kobey's Swap Meet, $1.