Villains! Reprobates! Faithless Scoundrels! Bastardos!

Wonderful. Yesterday, some criminal masterminds broke into several cars in the work parking lot, and one of them was our new minivan. They took nothing, because there was nothing of value (other than our irreplaceable DVD of The Back of Beyond: The Story of the Great Smoky Mountain Railroad, which would have been a tragic loss) but smashed the window and tore up the window run channel getting into the van. I'm annoyed, because even with insurance it's expensive, and doubly annoyed at their moronic plan. What sort of criminal geniuses break into a minivan and a bunch of old cars in a video-monitored parking lot of a large company in broad daylight? I guess we'll see if they get away with it. But I'd think with criminal intent and a large dose of hubris, they could have found a much easier and more lucrative target. Points off for style, boys.