I awoke this morning with the horrible realization that I had left my cordless $400 Makita drill "Shakira" in the back of my truck along with my $300 framing level, on a Friday night, in San Francisco, mere blocks from cracktown. I flew from my bed, sprinted down the stairs and found everything in my truck as I had left it. Thank the Crack Lords, the Karma Fairy and the fact I happened to have pajamas on for once.
In a related but not so lucky story a man was eviscerated by a shark near San Diego yesterday. His last words were apparently "Shark!" Beats the hell out of "Volvo!" We should all be so lucky.