March 30, 2011
A couple weeks ago I got some brake work done on the van at my buddy's shop in Long Beach. It was almost midnight by the time we got done so I just decided to spend the night there in the industrial part of town. Yes, I live in a van and it's not always parked down by the river... Anyway, I woke up the next morning around 6:30 to the van moving side to side a little bit. I pulled the back curtain down a little, only to see a young man cutting the cable lock on my bike and trying to take it off the rack. I yelled and punched the window, he looked up and then ran to the get-away car that was just down the street. SO, anyway, I still have my bike and I now have a cable lock that is about the thickness of my arm. Let's see you cut through that kid.