I'm angry

Yesterday, the wifer's purse was stolen. In it, all the things you'd expect: license, money, cards, checks, etc.). Luckily we caught this fact rather quickly and were able to cancel all the cards with minor damage (but MAJOR inconvenience. I have to tell you, blog, that I am incensed with anger. I can't stop thinking about how I want to wrap my gigantic mitts around the neck of whomever did this and introduce them to a level of nightmarish euphoria that approaches a religious experience due to the lack of oxygen to the brain. You see, this cowardly act cost us much more than the few dollars the crooks tried to spend at Chevron and Safeway:

- We missed nederland's wedding. I am quite upset about this as this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see two young kids (that I've been fortunate enough to witness fall in love) declare themselves to teach other is now in the past and I couldn't be witness to it.

- We have had to spend time on the phone with banks and the police, witnessing the electronic trail of the attempts of others to take our hard earned money and buy gas, chips, bear, and People magazine at Chevron and Safeway (they kept trying even after the cards were fucking declined!!!!!!!)

- We feel violated and have this sinking suspicion that the crooks live in our neighborhood. This last bit really fucking infuriates me as it is just another indication that respect for one another is a value simply not held in high regard.

The police said they are going to pull the surveillance tapes at Chevron and Safeway. You see, there are cameras EVERYWHERE at both of those places. So, asshole crooks listen up: you will be caught, we will prosecute, and while probably this will only be a misdemeanor if indeed justice is had, we will be sure that you feel the pain and sting of the law to the fullest extent that we can exercise it. I will take pleasure in posting your mugshot on Facebook and MySpace for all the world to see what a horrible bunch of douche bags you are.