I thought I'd share a couple photos of the nice welcome gift some of the neighbor kids left me last night. I'm having trouble deciding whether this was just a fun moment of senseless vandalism, or if the break-in was an attempt to score some sweet loot.

I really hope it was the latter. I can almost imagine the dissapointment when they discovered that my crappy old truck was not, in fact, filled with bags of dubloons and pirate booty, but only stocked with a bunch of 50 pound bags of sand. That just brings a big smile to my face.

Now that they are on to my deception, I'll need to up the ante to ensure that no one passes by my flat-tired, beat-to-shit, '91 Toyota with rusty topper without coming to the conclusion that it's filled to the brim with a precious stash of valuables. I think I'll toss a crocodile back there and paint a big X (marks the spot, you know) for added effect.

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