The other night Maile and I were jolted awake at 2:30 am by a crash and something that sounded like our garbage can being rolled down our driveway. When I went out to investigate I found that someone has taken a loaf-of-bread sized rock from our yard and smashed it on the hood of my car. The rock then rolled off the car and down our driveway to the street. When I called the police the officer asked if I had any teenage kids. I said no. The next question was very telling; he asked me if I had a ex-wife or ex-girlfriend. Under other circumstances, that would have been funny.
