Saturday, December 4, 2010


Okay, this isn't really worth a blog post, so I'm going to write it, and then bump it down a few posts.
And okay, maybe the only reason I don't like it is because it's too positive.
Anyway, Story Time:

So; let me paint you a picture. I'm hanging out with a few friends. I leave my car in an indeterminate parking lot. Unlocked. (Now let me just say, I live in a small town, this isn't a huge deal. You don't expect people to steal stuff around here, you know?)

So we watch a movie, and return to the cars. I get in, pleased as punch (another stupid saying) and go to turn on some music.
Ipod. Gone.
Check my Glove compartment, my Xbox supplies are gone. (This consisted of my 120gb HDD and AC:Brotherhood, for the sole reason that I was going to a friend's house to play xBox after the movie.)

Yes. Everything was gone. This was quite upsetting.
Especially because all 3 of my frisbees were still there. Seriously? Are frisbees not cool anymore?
At this point, I got mad, because they stole my ipod touch, and not one of my frisbees. So, I did the most reasonable thing. I threw the cheapest frisbee as hard as I could, expecting it to fail and just fall.
It didn't. In fact, it flew quite nicely. This would have been great, if not for the fact that now it wasn't a cheap frisbee, and I had to run and get it back. I ran and got it, still pissed off, and threw if back to our cars. It hit my friend's car and broke. Yep. Awesome. Glad I got it back. (I still have it, not sure if it'll fly again. Long-live the free bank-ad frisbee. :'( )

So now I am having a terrible, terrible night. I decided not to go to my friend's house, and just to remain home. I almost tailed some guy to his house, thinking that he was the thief. Such was my paranoia and anger. (Seriously though, it was 2am on a Thursday, who's outside except thieves and people getting robbed, right?)

Instead I returned home, and called the cops. (Non-emergency number, don't worry, I know people are dying and need to use the phone.) I also looked up if there was ways to track HDD's and Gamertags and ipod touches if they were connected to the internet (I was desperate at this point, what can I say?) to no avail.
I eventually passed out around 7am, writing off my ipod and xbox hobby forever.
I woke up around 11, and did some stuff to become human again (shower, eat, etc.) and hung out with Girlfriend.

At around 1pm, I get a call from the cops. They've found my stuff in a pawn shop! Hurrah!
(Around this time, I was sitting on the couch with Girlfriend. Since I only had one hand free, I did the only thing I knew to do: Reach out for a "pound-it".
Girlfriend did so reluctantly.)

Anyway, to sum it up, Police Officers do other things than just give people speeding tickets. They are actually very nice, and do their best to help people that are in trouble. So if you have a law-worthy problem; theft; abuse/assault; copyright infringement; any serious problem, really; take it to the police. They're not as bad as you might think they are.

If you read this all, you know why I bumped it back. It was just way too nice.
Although, to make this more substantial, I found this picture of this cat in a toque.

Edit: I re-read this and don't know why I bumped it back. Right below my rant post it goes.

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