Have car, will travel....

At the dinner Sean recounts his favorite topic. He looks at Silvia and says,"Dad's car was stolen, Mom." Then he looks at me and asks,"Did they steal your car, Dad?"

I reply,"Yes, Sean. They stole my car."
Sean reinterates,"Yeah, dad. They stoled it." Then he takes a bite of food and asks,"Who stole it, Dad?"

I tell him that somepeople do bad things and steal.

So it has been a month and my insurance company is going to cut me a check for fair market value. Which is probably better than if I had tried to sell it myself.

So I am in the market for a new car as soon as I get a check.