Places Ventured

Things heard and overheard, while strolling about the local outdoor Saturday Market and the public library used book sale ....

• "I know your face, but I don't remember your name." .... Turned out it was a guy that I used to play city league basketball with or against (I think). Old veterans of pickup games and city league games always eventually remember each other. 
• "She's friendly with people.: ..... I couldn't see who was being spoken of so favorably. I assumed it was a small puppy. I angled myself into a better viewing position and saw that it was a big assed hairy spider being handed to a lady. For a second or two, I thought about claiming: "Next!" But that questionable moment was the quickest second ever.

I guess I really didn't hear much.

The first used book sale since covid started. Like most indoor places in the last two years, I just couldn't stay more than five minutes. And judging from the attendance, either quite a few others feel the same way or the word of the event didn't get around. I just happened to be driving by when I noticed the banner or else I wouldn't have known. I told myself if there was a line to get in, like in the past, that I'd turn around and get on with whatever was next in my day.