Seattle is an odd town. Ok, so it's not Las Vegas or Hollywood odd but it is on the odd side nevertheless.

Take last week's trip to the supermarket.

We have about half a dozen "markets" that are locally owned and serve a clientele slightly more hippyfied than your average Safeway. I like Central Market in the nearby burg of Shoreline because of its wide variety of Asian items.

Outside of Central Market last Saturday were no less than three Cause Hawkers: Girl Scouts selling cookies, a dude selling the local homeless entrepreneur newspaper Real Change, and a woman gathring signatures in order to place a "death with dignity" initiative on the ballot come November.

I'm empathetic. I see and feel things about other people that most others miss. I "read" body language very well. I believe that I notice these things so that may learn from them. What did I learn from the bizarre collection of causes outside of a sueprmarket on Saturday?

Too many cookies will make you homeless and you'll want to die with dignity? Dying homeless girl scouts will let you have their cookies?

No. I pretty much learned that they all scatter while screaming when rapidly rolling shopping carts fly at them.

Heh.