ita ! that's good news, you might get lucky if they find the encryption too hard to break and just dump the laptop.

I once stupidly left my purse in my unlocked car with the window rolled down. So did the girl who rode with me. I was super pissed and too angry to just take it. Based on my limited law enforcement experience I knew it would be dumped nearby. There was a large tall weed covered lot across the street so I went charging in there to look for it or the thief. Sure enough I found both purses with everything but the money still in them.

I never forgot that lesson.

My quiche crust is pre-baked and I am now enjoying my lone gluten-free beer.

Way to go Dumpster Diving Dude!

I'm reminded of my friend Gary, who had his Stratocaster stolen from his car in midtown Manhattan and a random neighbor ran down the thieves until they dropped the guitar. He got it back.

If dumpster diving had occurred to me, I'd never have found anything, because I never would have gotten that far. He lives (and hunted) on the other side of Santa Monica. I was really lucky.

My sister leaves her iPod in her car ALL THE TIME in Kingston fucking Jamaica. All the time. Clearly visible. Never been touched. I had my window broken in my parking spot here because I had a charger visible, and I guess they couldn't see the business end wasn't attached to anything. So that's twice in the same parking spot. Lady next to me always has boxes and bags in her back seat, never touched. Then again, she's apparently been robbed at knife and gunpoint here.

WHERE AM I LIVING?

ita, you need to give that guy's name to the cops.

ita, I hope they can track this dude.

Happy 2012 from a foggy Halifax.

48 more minutes until I can take my next dose of meds! Woohoo!

And until it's almost midnight.

I just got twins asleep. Thank god.

My friend C is borrowing our car because her family is in town and staying with her. She left her car for us (a Jeep Sahara) and brought keys by a few days ago. I drove her car out of desperation yesterday.

I had that terrible moment when I could not figure out how to get the key out of the ignition. She had the manual in the glovebox, which was no help, but I did find the button to release the key.

The gutters on that thing though? Super high. Kind of terrifying.

ita, you need to give that guy's name to the cops.

He took my police report information and said he'd attach it to his, but I'll call and check up with them tomorrow. Can't remember what the fuck his last name is, but I do have his # and address and he asked me to call him back and tell him they recovered my laptop.

My sister is trying to convince me that Sam Worthington isn't a big blank vortex of zero. In fact, she's not even saying he's a good action hero, but that he's a good actor, period. Is she on crack? Will I hate her if I test her theory? Or should I just wait until he makes that movie I can't not see (the one with Jeffrey Dean Morgan looks like a decent candidate) and judge him then?

Full disclosure: I'm watching a Channing Tatum movie right now, but I heard it was homoerotic as all fuck. Normally I'd wait for the Dean/Castiel fusion, but I have HBO sitting right here...

Next year, for NYE, we should all go to Northumberland and carry tar barrels on our heads: [link]

I don't think sudafed and flaming tar on my head are a good combo.