So, does that mean instant retribution for the thief? The discussions with the insurance company must have been interesting…how to categorize the loss. No argument about whether or not it was totaled!

Now THAT is a tale that’s hard to top!!

was the thief injured?

Yup, that thief made a bad decision that day. No, two. Barbara-Kay, what an interesting point!

Oh, “kar”-ma. HAHAHAHAHA. I just got it.

When I was about 7, my parents’ car was stolen. It was recovered a couple of days later in a remote wooded area of McLean. It had one wheel off, but the police caught the kids before they stripped it any further, and we got our car back. However, that remote wooded area is now known as Tysons II, or the Tysons Galleria, home to Neiman Marcus and many other stores I won’t even enter, much less actually shop at. So much for the woods.

you’re right, I can tell you exactly where we were and what we were doing!

and that little car thief? If he survived I’m thinking he never did it again

I’m glad I read the whole post… Otherwise, the punt would have been lost on me. Good one! hihihi

Insta Car-ma!

I’m assuming that the cops found the Jeep on the lower deck of the Cypress. Instant pancake.

I think I mentioned this in one of my posts, but when the quake hit, I was in my bathroom, so I just sat down on the floor. When it was over, I found myself in front of the glass shower doors! No, they didn’t break!

This topic NEEDS some humor —

The injury to the piglet wasn’t serious, but it did need stitches. So the farmer sent his teenage daughter back into the farmhouse to get a needle and thread. When she hadn’t returned after 10 minutes, he hollered, “What are you doing?” She yelled back, “Looking for the pink thread.”

Priceless.

I wonder what great good that thief has now created in the world. I mean, if my stealing a car caused an earthquake, I sure would change my ways bigtime!

Oh. My. Ouch. My FIL worked at the Oakland main PO and came home by way of The Cypress freeway. It was a long 3 hours that day (before cell phones) until we learned he’d left work early and had got off the freeway in Emeryville to visit family.

In answer to Tola, my assumption is if it took that long to get to where the car was, I’m afraid it must have been well buried under that freeway section.