downtown Seattle. I was not familiar with the types of strange people who hang out on the big city streets. One day I was standing on a street corner waiting for the light to change when a guy came up to me, looked me right in the face and with a very matter-of-fact voice, said, "the air is moving, maybe it's alive". It's still the oddest thing a stranger has ever said to me.

Although the map shows 7 mph in my approximate location, the windsock at the dock is hanging straight down. Zero movement.

Wonder what altitude they're measuring at?