Break In

But not at my place. You may remember my friend Andy, who I lived with in law school. He actually still lives near me now with his very pregnant wife, Karen. And, unfortunately, they both come home Friday night to find their first floor apartment had been broken into. They had a lot of electronics stolen, but not much else.

As if that wasn't sad enough, a Good Samaritan noticed a group of kids acting suspiciously not far away and recovered a bag of Karen's with her ID. The GS called it into the police, who are investigating. Seems they know the kids, who are constantly in and out of trouble, and don't seem to be mending their ways.

Losses all around, and not a little bit frightening. But don't worry--I've retrieved my Louisville slugger from the closet to ward off potential invasions.