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A cigarette butt receptacle in Fairview is broken and it doesn’t matter


The receptacle part of this City of Vancouver cigarette butt receptacle on West Broadway has disappeared.

The cigarette butt receptacle at the 99 B-Line bus stop on the south side of the 1400 block of West Broadway Avenue is now only half what it was when it was originally installed sometime during the first week of August.


How the newly-installed cigarette butt receptacle looked seven weeks ago.

As of the evening of September 21, the top half of the receptacle (the part that actually holds the discarded butts) had completely disappeared, leaving only the pillar base.

I’m happy to report though, that a few smokers appear to have used what remains as a sort of impromptu ashtray for about seven waterlogged cigarette butts.

And after two days without a functional cigarette but receptacle, the south side of the 1400 block of West Broadway Avenue has not been especially (or even noticeably) covered in pesky cigarette butts. Read more…

Goodbye summer and good morning autumn


It’s nice to have Science officially confirm what our bones (and all the pumpkin-spiced promotions) have been telling us unofficially for over a week now.

Today (September 22) marks the Autumnal Equinox in the northern hemisphere—when the Sun crosses south of the celestial equator. Here in Vancouver, B.C., it officially became autumn at exactly 7:21 a.m. Pacific Daylight Time.

What this means, among other things, is that my photo—taken this morning at exactly 7:08 a.m., of the sunrise glaring off the east-facing signage of the 1400 block of West Broadway Avenue—is the very last photo of the summer of 2016!

Savour it as you drink your pumpkin spice latte. We won’t see its like for nearly a whole year. Click  the image to enlarge it.

A corn syrup morning, strategic binning and a lost and found iPhone

Looking east down an alley, under a walkway, as through a door, at a golden sunrise at 7 a.m.

Looking east down an alley under a walkway, as through a door, at a golden sunrise just before 7 a.m.

The sunrise Wednesday morning (September 21) was of the warm yellow variety—the kind that makes everything that it touches look dipped in gold, or at least drizzled with high fructose corn syrup.

Emerging into such gilded beauty, short-lived as it is, certainly starts the day off on the right foot but it has to be said that sunshine alone cannot wake me up the way that a nice hot cup of coffee can.

Minutes later a block west. The rising sun makes a mystery of a dumpster collection truck.

Minutes later and a block west. The rising sun silhouettes a dumpster collection truck.

However, instead of getting up at 6:30 a.m. and going straight from bed to a hot coffee and breakfast, as I do most weekdays, I determined to make do with the sunshine as well as any cold coffee that I had left over from the night before.

I was heading straight into the back alleys.

It was recycling collection day in the Fairview neighborhood. If I wanted to earn any quantity of money from cashing in returnable beverage containers, I had to get them quick, before Waste Management’s Top Select recycler trucks emptied all the recycling blue bins in the area. Read more…

Behind the scenes of one of my blog post images


So there I was in the parkade with my scissors and…

It’s more than unusual for me to blog about one of my images—I don’t believe that I’ve done it before. But I’m going to shed a bit of light on one recent creation illustrating my post on the meaning of home. And I’m not doing it just because my friend the Green Guy said that I should.

Just as the image serves to illustrate a post about one aspect of my homeless life, its creation illustrates another aspect—that of being a homeless blogger. Read more…

This TransLink bus ad for Azzaro’s gun-themed perfume stinks!


It occurs to me that if I was seen riding a Vancouver transit bus and playing with a bottle of “Wanted”, I could get into some trouble.

That’s because the bottle of this latest fragrance for men from French perfumier Azzaro is provocatively and realistically shaped to resemble the cylinder of a revolver handgun, with the ends of golden bullet shells visible in each “chamber”.

If, for example, I was seen fiddling with both this bottle and, let’s say, a metallic-finish ballpoint pen, it wouldn’t surprise me if one of the other passengers on the bus became so alarmed as to alert the driver that they had seen a gun in my hand.

It wouldn’t surprise me then if I had to explain myself to some gun-toting Transit Police. Something of this sort happened in July to a binner who was seen on a bus carrying a fake flintlock pistol.

However, whatever trouble it might cause inside a bus, no one—not bus riders, TransLink, or passersby—apparently have a problem seeing the revolver cylinder-shaped perfume bottle advertised on the outside of a bus. Read more…

Columbia bike island sign bows to the inevitable


I wonder how much force it takes to flatten a thick, stubby steel post like that?

Early Friday afternoon (September 16) I happened upon the the formerly upstanding bike island sign on Columbia Street lying prone and broken, just off the south side of the intersection with West Broadway Avenue.

This is almost exactly eight months ago to the day when, on January 17, the sign pole of the Manitoba Street bike island—just a block west from the Columbia Street island—was snapped off by an impact. Read more…