Soooo, I went to Portland because my parents live their and it was there last day there before they move to Georgia and I hardly ever see them again because they're across the country.
Here's the fun part.
I'm not there TEN minutes, before I hear honking outside. I look out the window and some Jack Ass is front of my car.
Naturally I think he's honking because I parked in a place he wanted or something. Unfortunately, by the time I get my keys and look out the window again, I realize it's not the silver van that's honking.
It's my car alarm, 3 guys are breaking in and stealing my parent's safe from my car while the driver waits. I kid you not!
I jump outside yelling my $%&*#$% head off whilst the dumb holes drive off. I 'm flabbergasted at this point. They through a car jack in the drivers side to get at the teeny safe in the passengers side.
The good news is they only got my macaroni and cheese and the safe.
The better news is, there was nothing in the safe. So the fuckers have another thing coming when they finally get the thing open and it's empty. HA on them!
Buuuuut, I'm stranded in Portland tell I get a new window (don't wanna be rained on).
Though I DID get to see the dead guys on display at Omsi. The people who host the exhibit fown on pointing and laughing though.
