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We had an RV parts thief for a while; on random nights he’d hit the two local RV dealerships and break into new travel trailers
and steal, well, random parts. Light switches, under-cabinet wood work, a hot water heater, a small furnace, and cabinet doors.
He was clearly fixing up his own travel trailer, but every time he broke into a new trailer he damaged the door locks and the lot
owners were not amused at all with the random missing parts. He eventually got caught. Along with the criminal prosecution,
he got hit with a bill to pay back the insurance companies that paid for the damages; well over $50,000 dollars.

I pulled over a shiny black big Suburban because the driver was holding his cell phone up to his ear while driving. The driver
turned out to be a plainclothes non-uniformed Washington State Trooper, assigned to the Executive Protection Detail. He was
on his way to pick up the Governor, who lived on nearby Bainbridge Island. He explained to me that he was talking to his WSP
Lieutenant to figure out which ferry boat had the least wait time/delay. Good thing the Governor wasn’t with him when I pulled
him over…that would have been just awkward as hell..uh, for all of us.

The time I was in a woman’s house, staring in wonderment at her huge display of 100 marathon medals on the wall. God that
was impressive. All lined up on a board about 6 feet long, all kinds and colors of flashy medals hanging from colorful ribbons, I
really want to get a picture of that. Super impressive. You might think somebody who could run 100 marathons would generally
have their act together, right? You might be wrong; I had to take her jail for assaulting her husband. She was a hot mess. I think
she was the kind of person who wasn’t running toward finish lines so much as she was running away from starting lines.