|'Scuse me, mate, aren't ye missin' an "Arrrr?"|
Saturday was the Renton Stop and Swap, an annual event where locals can drop off stuff they don't want and/or grab stuff for FREE. This could be cookbooks, random pipe fittings, NordicTracks, printers, or fake trees. It's a scene of controlled chaos, and it's decidedly piratical. People wander through the parking lot of Renton Memorial Stadium, looking over junk and taking what they like as if they're picking over the beached wreck of a galleon. The more valuable items--generally furniture--are distributed by a sort of lottery system. A volunteer from the City, armed with megaphone, calls the item, sees how many people are interested by show of hands, and then decides who gets it by random number. This is not unlike the distribution of booty after a ship takes a prize. What makes this salvage faire even cooler is that it's governmentally sanctioned! Wait, does that make it a privateer event?
|Booty in the hold|
The lottery also got Zanne a desk/sewing table and G'ma an antique-ish round table. It was the new patio set, however, that made the weekend. It was the first legitimately warm weekend of the season in Seattle, and, especially with Shannon over, we spent almost every waking hour on the deck. Beer and rum flowed. I grilled boneless pork ribs one day, chicken the next day, and fresh corn both days. Legal plunder...gotta love it!