As I got off the bus...

at the corner of 1st and Union, I was noticing what a bright sunny day it was. I began to walk down 1st to University so that I could cross the street in order to get into the museum. There's a museum of a different sort that I pass in front of every day on my one-block walk: The Lusty Lady, the (in)famous $0.25 peep show directly across from SAM. There are always witty sayings on the marquee relating to current events, and of course, referencing what goes on inside. For example, Seafair is a big old festival here in Seattle that I have never participated in. There is a big parade, and a staple appearance is made by a group who call themselves the "Seafair Pirates", and they ride around on a float that looks like a pirate ship, blah blah blah. So one of the funny phrases in relation to them was: "Seafair Pirates Love Booty." Yeah, it's stuff like that, which I actually enjoy. Even though the place doesn't bother me (um, yes, I've been there as a patron before...ask me about the contact incident), I try not to look at it when I walk in front of it. It's interesting to see the type of men who go in the door--and the men who go in during the daytime are quite different from those that frequent the place at night. Anyway, as I was passing by the door, a man darted in front of me in order to go inside: a man with a big black beard and a white turban on his head. I could tell that the other people around were a little put off by his appearance at the Lusty Lady, and I myself was a little surprised. But why would people be shocked that a Middle Eastern man was going into look at naked American women? I don't know, but I've been thinking about this all day...