7 days, 4,000 miles, at least 15 stops at Subway, $500 in gas- what does it get you... your car window smashed and your computer stolen. I LOVE CA!

I should have known I was in for a bad 24 hours after eating breakfast at Burger King/Taco Bell.

On our way to San Francisco from Reno, we stopped at Lake Tahoe for a moment to see a lake, log homes and a ton of Volvos.

3 hours later, we were in the heart of San Francisco looking at the row houses heavily featured in the "Full House" introduction. We obviously knocked on one of the front doors to see if Kimmy Gibbler was home.. but apparently she was out buying DJ a nutter butter.

That evening, Keith and I went to Ocean Beach to meet up with some friends and to celebrate one of our friend's birthday. I was a little on edge leaving my car unattended while it had 99% of my belongings in it, but my nerves eventually calmed down, and we went to dinner at a nice restaurant overlooking the Pacific Ocean. My calm and collectedness with regards to my car could be evidenced by the fact that I only left dinner once to check on my car and move it to a more well-lit parking area. freak.

After dinner, we had a nice bonfire on the beach, enjoyed (depending on who you were) some amateur music, drank some domestic brews and talked about how foggy it was. At the end of the evening, I found my car and all its contents were still there, and we drove to a friends house in an upscale neighborhood of San Francisco, where I figured my car would be safe..

If you read the headline, you may be able to piece together what transpired next.. The bitch of the matter was that it didn't get broken into until 10AM or so, AFTER I had gone out to the car to put my bag in it, and while I was inside for about 15 minutes, saying goodbye.

This definitely put a damper on my arrival to the Bay Area, and a dent in my wallet as I had to replace both my car window and my computer.

If there is a silver lining in all of this, it is that my I now have a MAC iBook and a whole bunch of people who feel bad for me, so they have offered to help me get settled in any way they can.

That, and now I don't leave anything visible in my car. Not even "The Odyssey" cassette tape (unabridged version).