Life in the big city...

I suppose it had to happen someday. Last night* we were robbed! Well, the shed** was robbed. Does it count as a robbery if only one thing was taken?  We lost our beloved barbeque!

We are NOT impressed, needless to say. I'm glad we didn't buy a super-expensive barbeque or something, but Jesus! We don't have money in the budget to buy TWO barbeques and TWO propane tanks!

The shed now has a padlock on it. And we have different, less grilleriffic dinner plans. Motherfuckers!



* We think it was last night, but neither of us were in the backyard yesterday, so it could have been Friday night.
** Vinny calls it a barn for some reason. New Brunswickers!

More on the stolen BBQ

I called the police to report the theft, not because there's a hope in hell of them dropping everything and searching for it or anything, but just in case there was a rash of thefts around here. The constable I spoke with was nice, if a bit nutty. I suspect the less nutty ones are doing the harder work and not returning phone calls. :)

I swear to god he said "If you see it somewhere, just call us. Don't grab it or anything, don't try to be a hero."