Went geocaching.
My GPS somehow marked the wrong spot, so I spent about 45 minutes bushwhacking. 
It was a multi-cache (find the first one at the marked coordinates, and that will tell you the real coordinates), and I only found the first. But someone else got it today, and was the FTF (first to find). O well.
Afterwards, I went to the thrift store up in Ballard (the cache was in Discovery Park… as far as I know), where I ran into a guy who was very intent on telling me that he had found a router that was actually an AMD K6 inside the box, and that he was going to try and install unix on it, put an industrial-grade wi-fi antenna on it, and get a line-of-sight to a neighbor who needs an internet connection.
He explained it in great detail. GREAT detail. And then he went into politics, with a little bit of a thing about how the courts and legislature have managed to separate US currency from being governmental purview, or something, and that the income tax doesn’t need to be Constitutional because of it, and so forth.
I love encountering these kinds of people in mediated form. But in person, it’s a little too much.
The stock guy came by and heard us talking about this stuff, and offered his own chorus, about how the government can track you with a GPS phone, etc…. Router Dude says, “It seems this store attracts radicals!”
Later, as I was leaving, I noticed an old AV cart (the cheap piece of steel that your elementary teacher used to put the filmstrip projector atop), and while I was waiting for a price check, there he was again: “This place attracts radicals! har har!” I said, “I have a friend who says she used to think she was radical, but now she knows she’s just European.” He totally missed it: “Yeah, Europeans are so much more informed…”
Oh well. Nice guy, though, if maybe turned up to 11.
But! Standing in line to pay for the AV cart, the woman in line behind me was looking through her stuff, deciding what not to buy. She shows me a DVD of Roy Orbison’s Black And White Concert, and she asks me, “Is this any good? I saw it back there, and I’ve got it, but I don’t know if I should get it again. Is it good?”
“Uhm, yeah, it’s good. But you have one already, right?”
“Yeah, but I was just trying to figure out if I should get this second one. Do you want it?” She offers it to me.
“Well, no, I’ve seen it… If you have it already, why do you need another one?” By this point she’s looking at Greatest Hits Of The 80s Volumes I – III, three CDs.
She asks, “Are these good artists? Should I buy these CDS?”
I’ve paid at this point, and I tell her, “They’re terrible,” and walk away.