It's enough to make you wonder if there isn't some unseen force (Spaghetti Monster?) out there trying to convince us not to spend time in San Diego.

Steve's father very generously loaned us his Ford Explorer so that Jocelyn could drive to LA for a business appointment. Since she was all the way down there anyway, she included a visit to an old college friend, where she spent the night.

Unbelievably, when she got up this morning to head up to LA for said business appointment- the Explorer was gone. Fortunately, there wasn't much in the way of personal possessions in it other than the clothes that Steve was planning to wear to two upcoming weddings, which is pretty inconvenient for Steve, but hardly something over which to get really upset. Jocelyn lost some clothes too, but mostly stuff that she kept stored in California for cold weather and nothing that can't be replaced.

Of course the whole situation brings back terrible memories of what happened several years ago to our Landcruiser full of everything we owned, and those memories are pretty unpleasant. This theft also makes us feel like terrible custodians of the car that Steve's dad loaned to us. It's bad enough to have our own vehicle stolen, but someone else's car? That is even worse, at least in part because we were reliant upon that car for our transportation while visiting California for the next two weeks.

So if anyone out there sees a white explorer... Ha! how can you drive more than fifteen minutes and not see a white explorer?

So if anyone out there happens to run into a car thief... make sure you back up and run over him a couple extra times for us.

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