Stolen: One pack of gum

Bastards! Thinking I would actually leave the house yesterday I prepped by opening the carport gate and unlocking my car. Seeing how Sarah was a bit under the weather and I found other things to do, our errand running intentions went no where. As I completed taking out the garbage and recycling this morning I noticed the dome light in my car was on. Knowing that on Friday night I'd messed with it while out taking photos of the Tacoma Narrows bridge at night I thought it was still on a wonky setting. I then knew we fixed that and realized something foul was afoot. Once I peered into my driver's seat I knew: my car had been burgled. I say burgled instead of broken into because I left it pretty wide open for guests and nothing was actually broken. A stack of burned CDs was strewn about the front seat (all crap, apparently), the ash tray was pulled out (never anything in there), my gloves were left untouched, the gas cap was popped (probably looking for a spare key), and in my glove box a pack of gum was missing -- A PACK OF GUM!!! I'd feel violated but, again, I asked for it.

Since our friend Steve (of the the Ferguson's) is a security system guy I might hit him up for some of his older surveillance gear because anyone willing to nab a pack of gum has got a serious case of the crazies. Or, more likely, it was a transient wandering the ally looking for a quick spot of cash or something to sell to help buy booze. Whatever the case, I'll make a greater effort to lock (duh!) my car and keep the gate closed.

Oh, and if anyone around Tacoma spies a bum with really fresh breath, knock him down and steal me my gum back!

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Mon. January 30, 2006, 08:24am PST

Stolen: One pack of gum

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