It's scenarios like that which lead me to my fledgling hobby (possible eventual side-career) as a stand up comedian. Sure, everybody eventually is going to travel to the big spots, but how many people have seen the little nooks and crannies just around the corner that barely get cable TV signal? It's a strange life, but it can be quite fun.
Have you ever been in a really strangely decorated bar when, suddenly, a large plastic giraffe falls over and instantly draws the attention of the entire room? If so, I was the guy in the back yelling for a medic and a very large neck brace (true story.)
I'm the kind of person who's kind of hard to peg down in a "type", as I bounce around a lot. Not too many people I know have ever had to put a shopping bag from a comic book store in their locker at the gym... but it's definitely something I've done more than once. That being said, this also means I can generally find at least some common ground with most groups, which tends to pay off. If we can't find *something* in common to talk about, you may be a cyborg... not that there's anything wrong with that.
One of my resolutions this year has been to start just randomly trying things I never have before. This has already lead me to my first shooting range experience (hard to believe for an Alberta boy, I know). Rock climbing and sky diving are on the horizon, and I'm always looking for new ideas and cool people to take along for the ride.