I took my little field trip to Oakland on Saturday, and ended up spending about two hours at police headquarters, before being briefly escorted to the old city jail. Not for holding, but to review evidence. Unfortunately, none of the stolen goods recovered from last week's big bust were mine, but I got to tour the jail and hang out with some interesting people, so all-in-all it wasn't such a bad time.
The police really over-represented their cache of stolen merchandise. They had two computers, two cameras, a few ipods and phones, six bicycles and a scooter, some costume jewelry, and lots of tools and construction equipment. The tools made most of the people in my line very happy, as many of them had been robbed from their places of business, and they lost most of their equipment.
Interestingly, as I was planning to make this journey, my landlord also saw the article in the paper, and called me to let me know I should make this trip. He thought I might have some success, and then proceeded to outline how HE HAS A SUSPECT IN MY BURGLARY, THE GUYS IN THE WORK CREW WHO HE THINKS ALSO BROKE INTO HIS CAR AND STOLE PAINTING TOOLS AND THINGS.
I've been saying all along that I think my apartment was cased; that the only way to know about one of the stolen items, the one that was taken from where it was stored UNDER MY BED, was to have been in my apartment before. So the mystery deepens, but at least now there are other people who will be hounding the cops along with me. Unless the landlord decides to go after these guys alone. But he doesn't strike me as the Rambo type.
But the scaffolding? The scaffolding that provided entry to my bathroom a month ago? It's still up. Anybody want to join me in scaffolding removal this weekend? It'll be fun!
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