About 45 minutes till the start of the 31st annual Fremont [Seattle] Fair Solstice Parade, which includes as a famous attraction (or repulsion) guerrilla bands of naked bicyclists (or nearly naked; sometimes they sport a fair amount of green body paint).
Gotta shower, clothe myself so I don't get taken for one of them, figure out where I put my camera, and walk the one block from my domicile to the parade route.
I think Dusty Strings is having some kind of get-together this weekend, maybe I'll go to it.