Crochet Me Crazy

I bowled for the first time in about 20 years. My sister, her boyfriend and her 3 kids all decided to go bowling tonight. We had a lot of fun bowling but it seems bowling alleys, or at least the one we went to, aren't the family friendly places I remember them to be when I was a kid. It was the first time Alison has bowled and the kids are ready to go back. Apparently, its where people go to drink, pass out, and throw up. We came out to our truck to find we had been burglarized. They stole our stereo, Jeff's blackberry, MP3 player and his gun and screwed up the locks on our door royally. We spent the next hour and a half waiting for the police to show up. While all 8 of us are standing out in the parking lot waiting, we saw two different vehicles driving through the parking lot looking suspicious. A girl with us saw one of the cars circle, park for a couple of minutes and then drive off. A few minutes later a guy comes running over to us asking how long we had been standing out there...his truck had been broken into about 20 minutes ago. Apparently, that car had robbed his truck right under our noses! We had bowling alley check surveillance cameras and they saw our truck being robbed and the two guys doing it. The car we saw was the same type of car we saw when we were standing out there! Apparently, they came back! It makes me sick that miserable low lifes make a living off of hard working honest people. This is the 2nd time our truck has been burglarized...the last time was in San Antonio. I guess if I ever go bowling there again, we'll drive our old beater...the Tercel since our truck seems to be a hot target.