war on parking
This past weekend, we took a major hit in the war on parking in NYC. Molly put up a good fight against the thieving nighttime teenagers who were determined to get in. I’m quite proud of her. Casualties were a busted side window (now it matches the windshield) and a busted front door lock (which was already broken anyway).
Seeing as the little punks made off with mountain bike, I’m going to say they won this round. Nonetheless, the war isn’t over yet. They won’t get the best of me!
Papa Go, mechanic and handy man extraordinaire was able to repair the window making it good as new. The front door lock is going to take a bit more time. The mountain bike, I have some thug emissaries on the lookout for that. Holding out slim hope that I can buy it back for 50 bucks. Rookie move, leaving it in there. I have only myself to blame.