So yesterday I blogged about my own little Parking Hell. The first time I've ever mentioned it to anyone. Ironically, and it probably happened when I was on the air bitching about it, some punk (obviously a wonderful addition to society) broke into my truck. Busted the back window right out.

(not really my truck, but the same colour and a reasonable facsimile)

The moron took my GPS, which I did forget to take with me - my fault. Does this bum really need directions??  Cause I'm sure if he asked nicely I would have taken them directly to the nearest crack house.