Theft!

Someone who would drive the truck on occasion, but who is not me, left the driver's side unlocked on accident and sure enough someone took my little folder case of burnt CD's.  I'm actually fine with this, though, because a) so what? and b) I'm amused at the prospect of the wily thief getting home with his/her booty and opening up the case.  "What the fuck is the Clientele?" they moan, then being even more saddened as they flip through copious Suede, Pet Shop Boys and other timeless detritus.  Maybe they will enjoy the Baroness, though, or Return of the Super-Ape or In It for the Money.
Let's hope so!