We drove downtown today to see the Harlem Globetrotters, only to realize that the game is tomorrow. That sort of thing happens when you're as sleep and calm-deprived as we are. But we made the most of our mistake, catching the new exhibition of colonial South American religious paintings at the Tucson Museum of Art, watching a demonstration of how food and clothing were made in the time of the Old Pubelo, and then passing over an hour at Value Village on 4th Avenue. I usually end up concentrating my bargain-hunting energies on either knick-knacks or books when I'm in a thrift store. Since the paperbacks were going for a dime apiece today, I focused on the latter this time. Among the highlights of my scavenging -- please feel free to psychoanalyze me on the basis of this list -- were an introduction to Norwegian dating from between the world wars, a 1942 U.S. Navy guide to administration with detailed instructions on how to deal with both accounting and AWOL personnel, and an illustrated guide to pills from the early 1980s that includes a photograph of a Lemmon 714 on the back cover. Sometimes the wild duck needs help avoiding that pesky flink hund.