Place to buy Collectibles and Memorabilia

Some people collect stamps or coins; others collect books or posters. Some others get a kick out of hunting for knick-knacks, be it pinky piggy stuff or Celebrity memorabilia, include me. I started to collect celebrity's memorabilia since I fell in love with their performance. I began collecting autographs on posters, cassettes and photograph in high school and so far has amassed about a hundred autographs of Internationally famous people. Where I get collecting all of that memorabilia? Usually I bought at mall, and sometimes I barter items with my friends. And now, I searching in Internet and found a good place to buy collectibles and memorabilia.

In good place to buy collectibles and memorabilia, we can found a lot of interesting items such as model kit enthusiasts, anime lover, cigar accessories, coin collecting, sports cards, collectible dolls, decorative items, comic books, sports memorabilia and any collectibles. In this place I found Gundam model, each model comes in a set of parts to be assembled into a model robot from the anime. Beside constructing, we can painting the robots and building a diorama for them. Wow ... so cool and I like it!

So .. if you like collecting Gundam Model, you must visit place to buy collectibles and memorabilia to complete your collections. Or if you like getting an celebrities memorabilia, you must check the place too. I really recommended that place to buy collectibles and memorabilia because on there have a lot of items and have cheap price too. Then, start hunting the collectibles and memorabilia right now!!

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Taxi Driver

Meet Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, British writer, creator of the world famous detective, Sherlock Holmes with his power of deduction. Mr. Doyle's got a funny story to share to you. So, enjoy!
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is waiting at a taxi stand outside the railway station in Paris. When a taxi pulls up, he puts his suitcase in the front seat and gets in the back. As he is about to tell the taxi driver where he wants to go, the driver asks him, "Where can I take you, Mr. Doyle?"
Doyle is flabbergasted. He asks the driver whether he knows him by sight. The driver says, "No, sir, I have never seen you before."
The puzzled Doyle asks him what makes him think that he is Conan Doyle. The driver replies, "this morning's paper had a story about you being on vacation in Marseilles. This is the taxi stand where people who return from Marseilles always come to. Your skin color tells me you have been on vacation. The ink spot on your right index finger suggests to me that you are a writer. Your clothing is very English, and not French. Adding up all those pieces of information, I deduce that you are Sir Arthur Conan Doyle."

Doyle says, "This is a truly amazing deduction. You are a real-life counter-part to my fictional creation, Sherlock Holmes."
'There is one other thing,' the driver says.
"what is that?" Doyle asks.
'Your name.' the driver replies, 'is on the front of your suitcase.'
:) :) hahaha ... ha ha

Zipper Incident

This story about my funny experience. One morning, my brother and I rode with our father halfway to the office. When we got to the Pancoran area, which is my usual drop off zone, I got out and started to cross street to get on the bus when suddenly I heard a voice on a loudspeaker, "MBAK ...... MBAK ....!"
I looked around and saw a policeman beckoning to me. Well, OK, the Pancoran street is really wide. So, maybe he actually needed that loudspeaker. But why? What was wrong with me? Was it because I didn't use the zebra cross? I was so scared, but I came up to him and asked with an innocent face and in the gentlest voice I could produce, "Yes,sir?"
The Policeman said, "so you won't be embarrassed later ...." The loudspeaker was still on! His voice echoed through the whole street. Everyone instantly looked in our direction, even those standing far, far away from us. And then he continued, "You forgot to zip up your skirt." Luckily, he did not say the last sentence on the loudspeaker.

Of course I couldn't zip up my skirt under those watchful eyes, so I just covered its back with my big bag. Oh gosh! What a bad start!!

The Falling Fruits

Following a big fruit harvest in the area where I used to live, my parents brought home a lot of Duku, Jackfruit, and Rambutan. There were so many of them, we still had bags of fruits even after sharing them with neighbors. Having a date with a friend, I decided to bring her some. Carrying a plastic bag full of Duku, I got on the bus. As I did so, the plastic bag holding the Dukus broke open and the small round fruits rolled all over the street.

Silly me, instead of leaving them alone, I went to all the trouble of picking each and every Duku off the street. Oncoming cars had to stop and wait for me to collect the dukus. All the passengers were smiling broadly at my stupidity.