So my neighbors (on both sides) recently sold their homes to some property investors. New owners have been putting all sorts of work into the places, which means stacks of good lumber sitting out front. About 5 AM this morning, I'm up early studying when I hear some racket. I'm a little touchy about my neighborhood, so I go outside to check on it. I take my dogs and my cell, since I've been lectured by the wife about my comfort with my pistol. Guy's loading lumber up into his truck, and I know he doesn't work there, since the construction crews are entirely Hispanic and this guy isn't. He sees me coming and just jumps in his truck and takes off, dropping the lumber out the back. I get his license, call the cops, etc. Don't really expect it to go anywhere, but I feel like it's the right thing to do. About two hours later, in BROAD DAYLIGHT, I hear him at it again. I walk out there, and this time he doesn't even run, just tries to hide his face and keep loading. So I kneel to double check the license plate (tailgate was down), and stops loading and just stands there. I'm furious at this point, so I tell him to unload the shit right now. While he's doing that, I ask him, "What the fuck are you doing? What gives you the goddam right to come and steal from these people?" To which he says, "Man, I'm just trying to make a living." Which I'm pretty sure isn't a good reason for theft. I just couldn't believe he did it in daylight. After he unloads it, he actually tells me, "Man, you all right." And I said, "You're only telling me that 'cause you don't want me to call the cops--which I'm definitely going to do." Then he says, and I love this, "It's not my fault, I gotta problem," and brushes his nose. I DON'T CARE. I understand that you can't shoot people for theft. And I wouldn't ever physically hurt a man over property. But I wish I could empty a magazine into his tires and windshield. Hey, I've got a problem, so it'd be okay, right?