It's been awhile since anything of mine has gotten stolen, so I guess I was due. Yesterday my friends and I descended upon the Athletic Complex as we do every Saturday in order to play basketball. Unfortunately, a large number of Native Americans were also there, dressed in traditional garb, for some sort of event dubbed a "Powwow".

This would not normally be a problem, since their event did not take place in the rec gym where we play, except for the fact that a gaggle of 5-8 year old kids decked out in full regalia with feathers and bells and such were running around unsupervised. We had to stop our games numerous times to herd the kids off the court so they didn't get hurt, and the incessant jangling of their bells as they ran around was quite unnerving.

Because no one was supervising the children, no one was apparently there to tell them not to play with other peoples' basketballs that were sitting on the sidelines. Unfortunately, this meant that they just grabbed all that they could and ran out the door with them.

Some of the balls made their way back into the gym when parents realized that their kids came into the AC with zero basketballs but were leaving with three, but mine was not one of them. Someday I will have my revenge, St. Louis...