Break-Ins

Here's a history of my bad car luck:

1. My 1984 Honda Prelude was stolen from the Circus Pizza parking lot.
2. The transmission died on my 1985 Renault Encore in the Burnsville High School parking lot, leading a police officer to search it without my permission.
3. My 1992 Geo Tracker was broken into at a party in Wannamingo, Minnesota, leading to the loss of 120 cds.
4. My Tracker was rear-ended en route to a camping trip, but no major damage.
5. My Tracker was rear-ended on Highway 3 in Rosemount, totalling the car.
6. My 1993 Jeep Cherokee was broken into in the 5th Street Garage in Minneapolis, resulting in the loss of a 16lb bowling ball.
7. That same Jeep was broken into in the Grizzly's parking lot in the middle of the afternoon, resulting in the loss of a cd player, 135 cds, and my golf clubs.
8. My 1994 Toyota 4Runner was rear-ended and totalled on Cedar Avenue in Apple Valley, with my 3 step-kids and fairly pregnant girlfriend in the car (lawsuit pending).
9. My 1998 Pontiac Montana was broken into; nothing stolen, but the center console was smashed.
10. My 2000 Jeep Wrangler was broken into; nothing stolen, but the cd player had screwdriver marks on its side. (These last two occured on the same night.)
11. The same van was again broken into, and again had nothing stolen.
12. The same Jeep was again broken into, and again had nothing stolen. (These also occured on the same night.)
13. And finally, last night, the same Jeep was broken into, resulting in the loss of my cd player and 48 cds.

Notice how nothing is broken. This was quite a job well-done by someone who obviously knows what they're doing. What's even cooler is that this is the second vandalism/theft act in our neighborhood in a week. Earlier, some kids lit our alley-mate's garbage can on fire, and then hid in our treehouse in the backyard (for those of you who were here Sunday night, that would be Pete's new apartment). So I've decided that, with the nice weather and all, that I'm going to start sitting in the yard or Pete's apartment for a couple of hours after work each night, armed with cheap bocce balls, T-Ball bat, and a 6-pack of Hamm's and just wait.