About a month ago I found myself in Salt Lake City for a convention. It’s not a bad place, but the rules about drinking are a little different there. Apparently all of Utah is that way which caught me off guard since in Arizona you just go to the gas station to get a six pack of beer. It was a really nice drive going there. The scenery was awesome, and I kind of took the back way to get there and even stopped at the north rim of the Grand Canyon. 

I stayed at a very nice hotel, so I assumed my truck would be safe in the parking lot. Well it wasn’t. The third night I was there some heartless thief stole it. Finding a way to get back home turned out to be the least of my problems. About a week after it was stolen it was recovered. Well, most of it anyway. When they found it, the thing had been stripped bare. I’m not just talking about my truck rack, running boards and chrome truck accessories either. Apparently there is a market for pickup doors, seats and even air conditioners there too! Unfortunately the insurance company has decided that it is not totaled, and they are going to fix it.