life after leatherman.
rest in peace, oh leatherman, oh death from above, oh CD library, for you have been ripped from your berth like so many african swallows.
yes, i've been robbed. no, i wasn't there, and yes, they cleaned me out. they unzipped the jeep and took what they wanted, five minutes before i got there.
the running total- one tool box, loaded, one violin shaped tool box (with audio analyzer, cable tester, and "death from above"), the 12-guage, the .45 (oh GOD!!), ALL MY CDS (including "live at the Leonard bluegrass festival" and other original masters), my ka-bar, my utility belt (leatherman, maglite, bit drivers), my bible THEY STOLE MY BIBLE!!, THINK ABOUT IT!!!, est. cost- $3,200 plus untold sentimental value (wipes away a gentle tear).
my lawyer was present while CSI-Plano dusted the jeep for prints at 2:00 am. when he found a beauty of a palm print, he said, "that's gotta be yours, the bad guys never leave 'good' prints!" thanks alot.
life goes on, the officer on duty said, "it could be worse, five minutes earlier and you'd have walked up on them while they were taking YOUR guns. that could get nasty."
it's just stuff, but it was good stuff. a moment of silence, please.
have a nice day.
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