SB, find them on the street
IMHO, SB is a track where it is better to find it on the street, not take a chance on the stings on CL. If there is nobody out, it is probably a dead period for SW.
Last night, about 1:30 a.m. or so, I cruised, saw nada, and was about to go home, when I decided to try down by the 101.
There she was! Carmen, a BSW I had dated before, she is from Pomona, but some weekends she comes to work SB, usually alone, she claims she has girlfriends working with her, but I have never seen her with or near another girl.
$1.2, a slight price increase for cbj (shorter than last time) cg, and finished up mish, two pops, no complaints.
We are getting it less often, but what we get is usually good quality.
West Valley / Canoga Park area sting in progress
My fellow mongers,
Long time lurker, first time poster, you know the drill.. it's usually more practical to lurk and absorb the info of more experienced mongers than join in and post another 'me too' report, adding one's own noise to what little signal we've got left up in here. If it's been said, there's no use in saying it again, that's the philosophy I subscribe to on these boards. Well, I've got something to contribute, so that's what I'm gonna do --
While enjoying my dinner at In-n-out (On Topanga, right after Vanowen) at around 7 this evening, I noticed an unusual collection of vehicals parked on the paved area and lawn of the school across the street. An Acura, a black extended cab Tacoma and a Pontiac GrandSomething, as well as two white boxy van-things (like giant ice-cream van/trucks, but with no side opening and two doors in the back.. I think the Cheech and Chong movie Up In Smoke had one made entirely out of weed, if that rings any bells. I wish I knew the right word, sorry.) with two AC units on the roof and no markings. The white vans were full of equipment, and there were various plain clothes (stocky builds, the lot of 'em) assholes shuffling to and fro, as well as in and out, the vans and other cars. A dumpy blonde woman was in their company, and she retrieved what looked to be a change of clothes from the back of the Pontiac, and ducked inside a van, closing the door behind her. One by one the cars left, driving off the grass and bumping down the curb (this was no parking lot, mind you, and none of the cops that drove by gave this motley collection of vehicles idleing on a public school's lawn / walkway a second glance), heading north on Topanga. Within fifteen or so minutes all the vehicles were gone.
That's my report, forgive the length, use the info, and avoid dumpy blonde women in jeans.
