November 2006 Archives

If you left a comment in the last 3 months or so and have since found it deleted, my apologies. I just cleaned about 5000 spam comments out of the mix and I think I may have accidentally gotten some valid ones. My bad.

While I sit here and sift through the 6500 comments (fucking comment spammers), I figure I'd give you all an update. Turns out the cops of Richmond found Kelley's car on Wednesday. It was stolen from the southern area of Richmond and left in the northern part.

Sparing you the specifics, a couple things struck me as odd when we got the car back. First, it looked fine. No body damage whatsoever. The trash inside the car had been moved to some of the seats, which was weird. The CD player had been carefully removed, not ripped out, which leads me to believe it was done by the tow truck guy. People stealing a car rip the thing out of the dash, not carefully remove it. Also, the tower is supposed to file an inventory report as soon as they find the vehicle. None was filed and, so, it's impossible to know for sure if he took it. But, really, it must have been him.

Weirder yet was the fact that the car had 3/4 of a tank of gas. It's a Honda Civic. Assuming Kelley filled up in Petaluma, then drove to Richmond, I'd say that'd put her at almost exactly 3/4 a tank of gas. So,, whoever stole the car, barely drove it. In fact, they probably drove it to north Richmond and left it there and little else.

Best part: all her clothes were still in the trunk. So she has her entire wardrobe back.

All in all, it seems a little odd. Carefully removed stereo, absoultely nothing done physically to the car, and everything of value (stereo aside) left in the car. I mean, there was about 15 outfits worth of clothes and shoes and countless CDs and DVDs in the car. Weird.

In the end, though, she has her car back and that's good. All's well that ends well, I suppose.

Without getting into too much detail here are the events of this past weekend, in order, starting Thursday evening:

1. My truck's alternator goes out, completely draining the battery, as I park my truck
2. I loose my keys dancing the "Molly Ringwald" to "99 Luft Balloons" at a club in San Francisco
3. I discover, at 3:00AM Thursday night/Friday morning I've lost my keys
4. I wake up on a couch, kindly lent to my by Jason, with back pain from sleeping on a couch
5. I email the club asking them about the keys
6. Kelley calls to alert me her car has been stolen with all her laundry in it
7. I sit on the couch waiting to hear from the club
8. I take Jason's Legend, which he's kindly loaned me for the weekend, to Richmond to pick up Kelley
9. I hear from the club, who has my keys, but have just driven 120 mile round trip
10. Kelley and I drink
11. Kelley and I go to bed
12. Kelley and I loaf around doing nothing till noon
13. After lunch, Kelley and I loaf around 8:30, when I leave for SF to get my keys
14. Kelley and I go to bed
15. I wake up, shower, shave, and get some new, clean clothes as I've been wearing the same thing for 3 days (spare house keys were locked inside my house)
16. Kelley and I wait around hoping the police call having found her car
17. My truck still doesn't work

Awesome.

Earlier this year I attended Shawn's birthday party. The idea was simple: come up with an idea for a short film and make it. Here is my contribution, based on a similar idea some friends had some years ago.