That was 5 ****ing years? What the hell? I need to slow down my life a bit.That happened on Mothers day 2011, it's been 5 years already. There's something much more personal and disturbing about having your house robbed. It's definitely way worse. And I was gigging my drums, so I didn't lose them. I did get my spare stuff stolen, along with a crap ton of tools. I lost a brass Sensitone snare drum, a DW pedal, and bag of cords in addition to my tools. They left me my ladders that were on my roof. I got the empty van back the next morning, parked in a known crackhead neighborhood with a broken ignition, and a broken door lock. Two weeks later my trans took a dump at rush hour on a busy road, while I was first in line at a traffic light. After a lot of horns honking, I got out and started pushing, and I got help from the motorists behind me. It was definitely because the perps beat the hell out of my trans during the theft. The kicker is, I believe the police facilitated this theft. There's a lot more to the story about why I believe that, but this thread isn't about that.