rustyshacklford

I went to big D this weekend planning to see a friend who is helping his uncle move into/remodel a much coveted storefront studio on Exhibition in the heart of the Arts district. When I arrived his uncle was out and he had the clicker to open the secured parking lot so I parked in a lot across the street and we went down the block to have a drink and wait for uncle George to get home. Within an hour he was back and we were ready to move my car inside, but of course it had already been stolen. In less than an hour of getting to Dallas my fucking car is STOLEN and as luck would have it my friend and I had disscussed taking my things into the apt. but decided against it being as it would only be there such a short time. My backpack containing two cameras, clothes, debit card, birth control pills, jewelry, make-up, toothbrush, dayplanner, deodrant, weed, a host of school books and cash plus ALL of my CDs, CD player, two pairs of shoes, a comforter, craftman auto tool box, all the change from my console (even the pennies) and my kids seat were all taken from the car. The great big cheery topping this shit sundae, not only did I have to pay $95 to get my stolen car out of impound but the theif took the liberty of running over something and busting the windows out of the front doors which made the ride home in triple digit heat extremely unpleasant and as luck would have it I ran into two traffic jams making whats normaly a 2.5 hour drive a 6 hour drive. I'm home now though and Ive never been more greatful for central air conditioning and cold drinks.