Step away...

Walking home just now, I noticed a truck stopped in the middle of the street -- engine running -- for no apparent reason.

That is, until I saw a skunk sitting in the glare of lights looking v-e-r-y annoyed. It was about two metres away from me. It's scraggly little tail (ah, urban wildlife... always looking like it smokes some very cheap crack) rose and flooffed up. (I realize I made that word up. Shut up.)

If it sprayed, there was a good likelihood of being hit.

I backed up slowly, tripping on someone's tipped compost container.

Fortunately, the skunk ran away... but the people in the truck were laughing at the expression on my face. Easy for them to chortle. They were protected by ye olde steel and windows.


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I've been a lazy blogger, but was an unfortunate combination of being away for a week, catching up on work and trying to cover stuff for the Toronto International Film Festival.

Will return to regularly scheduled posts in a few days...