Sombody broke into my car last night... to sleep in it. No broken windows - they just pried it open to get to the lock. They rummaged through my stuff, but didn't steal anything (I guess they weren't interested in my empty root beer bottles). The seat was leaned back, presubably to make his stay more comfortable, and he left me a white undershirt on the passenger seat. Hmmm... They even locked up the car when they left. Perhaps I should leave my car unlocked all the time, to provide a service for those unfotunate souls who don't have a roof over their heads. Hotel Honda, courtesty of Benjamin Strange.