My car was broken into last night. Someone chucked a rock through the window and took my ancient iPod (it'll make a nice paperweight––it couldn't hold a charge anymore) and a handful of change. What gets me is that the thief left a perfectly good hymnal and road atlas in the back seat––items infinitely more interesting than dead iPods. It seems breaking into my car wasn't the only bad decision he made.

I will say this, though, in the thief's defense: The iPod was full of sermons, theology lectures, and classical music, which makes it, I admit, rather tempting.