crows to burnaby

These are the sorts of things you might experience in the Commercial Drive area.

I was walking to the bus the other day when I noticed a man with a coathanger fishing his way into a truck. I had a rush of adrenalin, wondering if I should call the cops, or confront him, or avoid him, or what. Then after a moment, I realized his manner was strangely casual - not casual in an efficient car-thief way, but just unbothered and easy. Plus the fact that he was about 60 with a ZZ Top style beard tipped me off that maybe this actually was his truck.

He drove off, very very slowly, a while after I'd passed him by; a few days later I did spot the truck back in the same location. It's just how he gets in.

Yesterday I noticed a guy carrying groceries in one hand and fiddling near his mouth with the other. I assumed he was smoking, but didn't see any smoke; I thought maybe he was chewing his fingernails or something. As I passed him I could hear him humming and then trying chords out on his harmonica. Not what I was expecting, and a far nicer discovery.