I went out to my car this morning and discovered my windshield was seriously broken. I couldn’t find a natural cause for it (no rocks, branches, debris, or damaged critters laying around), so I suspect it was malicious. The implement left a distinct depression in the glass, about six inches long, an inch or two wide, and about a half-inch deep. As my grandmother would say, it was “just pure-t meanness.” Grumble. It’s all fixed now. At least today was payday.