Tuesday, August 07, 2007

My scooter has been stolen.

As i went out to the garage i pulled open the door and my heart dropped. there was no cute green scooter in there. after some light cursing i called the police. i am sick just writing about it. as sad as this is deep down i accuse the Hispanic family next door. i don't think they had anything to do with it but i think it helps me feel like i have some control.

11 comments:

JJ said...

oh Gian, this bums me out so hard. i am so so so sorry. i hope it is insured?

Veeda said...

from your garage?!? this is awful. maybe someone tracked you down after you and the scooter made the front page of the Daily Universe.

we'll keep a look out.

bex said...

worst news ever. we were really counting on you guys to join our scooter gang.

Chris Coy said...

i'm so sad now.

brooklyn said...

condolences, that's rough. hope you recover from the blow.

Mike Kelly said...

sucks. sorry.

max said...

AI AI AI!

savoury toothed tiger said...

welcome to the fold, lost brother

Chris and Jamie said...

Hey we need to get together! What are y'alls plains for nest saturday the 25th? jamie

corbin said...

I know how you feel. I also had my scooter stolen recently. Remember those scooters we got in Nam. One of those. But then it turned up in the stairwell of our apartment building. Curious.

Anyway, we're out in San Diego now. Drop us a line if you're out this way.

corbin.clawson at gmail

b. said...

that sucks dude. nothing feels worse than getting something you love stolen from you. stealing is a terrible thing. At least you didn't open the garage, and then someone stabbed you, and then took your scooter, laughing all the way next door. That might have felt worse.