Picked up a package today which was delivered yesterday. It was sent to my real name and correct address: there is no doubt that it was intended for me. It contains something which appears on my Amazon Wish List. But I don't recognize the name in the return address, and nobody who might be sending me a birthday package lives in Seattle.
So... I have the Indiana Jones trilogy on DVD... from somebody. That would be great except for the creepy stalker factor.