THE CROTCH! - 7:00 AM
Well I woke up this morning....first thing I see while walking my dog is a guy in my driveway. I ask him what he is doing and he replies. Just going through my stuff homeboy. I notice my neighbor down the street is also eyeballing him. I told him I was not his homeboy and that he needed to get off my property. He kept his back toward me and was fiddling with something. I walked over and sure enough he had a hanger all bent up. The kind you use to unlock cars.... on a trash can with his pack was a piece of round wood like a dowel with a credit card stuck in the end of it. As I approached him he fumbled the stuff back into his pack. This time I told him to get the fuck out of here. He wandered away mumbling. My neighbor and I watched him go into the alley by the Shell station where I am sure he disposed of his burglar tools. I was on my way to an appointment and I am sicker then a dog...I did not even bother to report it.
White male - blue sweat pants - blue jacket with grey sleeves. About 30 had a van dyke and shoulder length hair. Carrying a blue back pack.