Tuesday, July 11, 2006

a not so funny thing happened on the way to my car

Well, maybe the petty thief who broke in thought it was funny. I didn’t. The good news is he (she? It totally could have been a minor league Angelina Jolie in Gone in 60 Seconds) didn’t take all that much, although I now owe Sara one power drill and I owe my trunk a 24-pack of Crystal Geyser. Actually, I got the sense that this was a quick, polite, utilitarian break-in overall. Not an I-want-to-fuck-with-your-life kind of break-in. I’ll take the former, given the choice.

I’m about to head out of town for a bit, so the blog will be quiet for a few days. But if any shady types ask, I’m totally in town hanging out with my angry rottweiler and polishing my gun.

5 comments:

erin said...

Not the crystal geyser! That's one thirsty thief, eh?
We finally ordered your book and it arrived yesterday. It's so exciting to see your name on the cover and your picture in the back! Congratulations (again)!

ER said...

You can borrow one of my guns.
Your car insurance will probably cover a kick-ass new drill, too. As a lesbian, don't let me down in your power tool selection.

Cheryl said...

Thanks on all fronts, E-squared.

Claire said...

That sucks. If you've got renter's/homeowner's insurance, that will probably cover the cost of the stuff taken from your car.

ER said...

No probs, we got your back girl....