Location: Barnes & Noble cafe. Time: approximately 4 p.m.
He had on wool-ish socks, with those casual shoes that younger guys where.
On his belt, he had four gadgets. One was a beeper, two were indiscernible, and I would guess the final one was a pocket knife, but I cannot confirm this because it was sheathed in a camouflage-print canvas envelope.
He also had a large wallet peaking out of his left back pocket.
On his table he had a copy of 4WD (4 Wheel Drive) Magazine, the Farmer's Almanac, and one other magazine.
He had a beverage from the cafe. Venti size, if memory serves.
In his hands?
Martha Stewart Magazine. The Halloween issue.
He had it open to the page offering instructions for applying makeup for a mummy costume, reading rather intently.
And this is how he made my day.