She Wore a Cloak of Lincoln Green

Though no Maid Marian, this chick was definitely going for style in a dress-length (it’s L.A., what can I say?) green hoodie, tights, and tall boots. I think someone forgot to tell her that Westwood isn’t Nottingham.

Aye aye, Cap’n!

All aboard the good ship 761, ye scurrrrvy scallywags!

Take the red pill, Neo.

This guy just doesn’t wear the black trench as well as Keanu Reeves in the Matrix. Unfortunately, he probably took an Advil and now thinks this garb is in vogue, that he is being pursued by Agents, and that the Oracle told him he was destined to have Panda Express for lunch (and to try the new Honey-Walnut Shrimp). Someone get him a blue pill. And I don’t mean THE blue pill. Get your mind out of the gutter.

Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go right now…

When nature calls, you have to answer. For some of us, this means dancing with danger. I was waiting at the bus stop at Ventura and Sepulveda since Luke was going to get off the 101 and pick me up there on his way home from work. A local 234 bus pulled up. Straightaway, the driver threw off all the passengers, exited the bus, locked the doors, and rapidly jaywalked across five lanes of flowing traffic. He ran inside the Galleria, and came strolling back. He opened up the bus, reloaded all of his passengers, and pulled away.

I guess when you gotta go… you really, really gotta go! I took these shots as the driver came back and got back on board.

The bus isn’t THAT rough…

This cautious CREEPpl was evidently endeavoring to shield the family jewels from the rigors of bus riding on Sepulveda. Let me just note that the bus isn’t that rough… Therefore, I leave it open to your conjecture as to what, exactly, was going on. Keep in mind that he maintained this posture for at least 15 minutes. Suspect? I think yes.

The Eye Contact Problem

Many of us struggle with the problem of eye contact. How much is too much? How little is too little? What’s too intense and what evokes suspicion of sneakiness?

Like your average court opinion, I won’t tell you. But THIS particular amount is too much and too intense. The purple jeans and pleather jacket are also pushing it, but that’s just dicta.

Meals on Wheels

Ben and I were sitting in an L.A. Wendy’s, enjoying some grub, when we began to wonder if we’d somehow lucked into a free carnival show. In the door, single file, came several thugs, each wheeling a very expensive-looking bicycle. The bikes were rared up and were being rolled on their back wheel through the restaurant. I remarked to Ben, “I doubt those bikes have got clean title…”

We kept watching, and the scene just got funnier and funnier – here were three guys, munching on Frosties and fries, tweaking the spokes of their bike tires (yes) while they were eating in a Wendy’s. So here they are: the Meals on Wheels CREEPpl.

Little Miss Sunshine

It was moist in L.A. today, but I didn’t see the need for an umbrella, much less a big yellow poncho which more closely resembled a muumuu. But once my eyes recovered, I noticed what she clutched in her greasy palm: a bag of spicy pork rinds. Yes, she was clutching the pork rinds in the Wendy’s line…

Little Miss Sunshine

Gramps: Marching to a New Beat

We’ve seen Gramps twice before.. But now he’s new and improved with an Apple iPod and headphones! He even had one of the sweet leather cases that has a flap to cover the screen for scratch prevention. He was rockin’ out on the 761. Go, Gramps!

Gramps

All Keyed Up

This CREEPpl was spotted at Food 4 Less in Arleta, CA, on Super Bowl Sunday. I’ve never even seen this many keys all in one place. We estimated 80-100 keys. He tried walking a few times, with marked difficulty. No wonder! He must drive his wife crazy, always ripping out belt loops. She may have given him the key to her heart, but from the looks of it, he will never be able to find it.