I am currently waiting at
bluenoteboogey's apartment for the nice auto repair people to come and put the passenger side window back into my car. Apparently, someone decided last night that they just had to have the red bag on my front seat with my aging Payless sneaker flats, my library books, two Netflix returns, a bag of McIntosh apples, and my cell phone charger. They left me the car radio, CDs, and new hiking shoes, which either makes them phenomenally stupid or smart enough to run when the car alarm went off. Either way, I'm grateful they took only as much as they did. Judging from the second pile of green glass on the curb, they also broke into the car behind me, so I'm hoping those folks didn't lose much, either.
All that said, stealing my comfortable shoes is just bloody rude.