This morning as I'm making my coffee, I look out the window and notice that my car is gone. Some bastard stole my car last night. Fuckers. What a damn hassle, called the police, called the insurance company. So, I go outside to see if my truck will start (I haven't driven it for a couple months). Dead battery. I've got jumper cables behind the seat, so I'll get one of my neighbors to give a jump start. I grab the cables, HOLY SHIT! THAT HURT. Wasps, everywhere. Seems the wasps made a home in my truck, and they weren't to happy about me disturbing them. I got stung 3 times in the hand before I escaped into the safety of the house. What a crappy way to start the day.