Prepare To Be Assimilated. Resistance Is...Hey! Come Back Here!

On Sunday, we paid one of our infrequent visits to The Brooklyn Flea.  I gotta be honest; there are only so many times you can look at the nifty "repurposed stuff" over and over again. And I'll admit to a fairly low threshold for artisinal, locally made things -- especially when you find out that the only thing local about it is that it's designed in some woman's Brooklyn apartment, but manufactured for her in India.

On the other hand, there's always good stuff to eat.  Anon GF and I shared a lobster roll and a shrimp roll -- both of them really yummy.  And we scored some homemade donuts!

 Then we left to go get a beer. 

Not only a great label - "Tempered over burning witches"! - but it truly didn't suck.

But I'm getting ahead of myself here.  I did witness this near luring-over-to-the-dark-side of a little girl.

Oooh, look!  Dinosaurs!

A whole wagon-load of dinosaurs!

Our test subject is drawn in.  Dreams of paleontology are being hatched!

Aaaaand, the jewelry display wins.

Ah well. she may be back.  And this is totally apocryphal, but I've heard that some little girls who've gotten Lego's new girl-centric version are having no trouble figuring out how to build little pink trebuchets to storm the walls of Cinderella's Castle!

Besides that, did I mention there was seafood and beer?  Followed by napping?  All in all, a highly successful Sunday!