So first, the bad news.  While spending the night at our apartment last night, my roommate’s sister’s boyfriend’s car was stolen.  (I’m glad for once that my car is a broken-down piece of crap that I can safely leave the keys in without fear of theft as it’s filled with junk that is only important to me, and it is surrounded by nicer cars with new paint jobs. )  Luckily, most of their belongings and expensive electronics had been carried in to the apartment, but still most of the sister’s clothes were out in the car.

The good news is, the police caught the thief within a day of the car being taken.  He was heading toward Louisville, a little less than an hour away from here, when he ran out of gas.  He was being loaned gas money and assisted by a local minister when the state trooper noticed him and confirmed that his story didn’t check out.  His own sister refused to vouch for him and told the police he had stolen cars before.

The punchline is, the thief left a couple of PlayStation games in the car… including Grand Theft Auto.