I am of good spirits and in the company of good friends. I told my Coworkers today that I have received condolences from the entire globe and they look at me, thinking that I must have succumbed to the stress. I'd like to be able to tell you all that I am a smart man, but, I cannot. I had no theft insurance on my car. Living in Los Angeles, even Hagerty doesn't like to write policies in my corner of the hood. Plus that, I am a notoriously cheap bastard, and highly sceptical that insurance companies actualy pay. In hindsight, Z-less, my pratices look pretty foolish. I spent today, following up with the police, cancelling my cell phone (don't want to pay for the theives to call their girlfriends) and closing my bank account, to protect the checkbook that was in my briefcase. Other than the Z, I'll miss my CD's most. From Arrowsmith to Vivaldi, from indian folk to Buddy Guy, My music was me. I quess I'll replace the Z within the next year. What else would I do, with all those Z parts and the new dash still sitting on the living room couch! Meanwhile, I've been making arrangements with a list memeber over the last month, and this Saturday, I'm picking up my newest classic Datsun, a 71 521 Pickup. Untill then my roadster with a full race suspension is my daily driver. I'd better get something else soon, as I don't think my kidneys can handle the jostling!