Hearing about burglaries just pisses me off too... when I was fresh out of college and moved to SoCal, I was living in a shitty rental that got broken into and some of my stuff was stolen. I think I came home when they were still there because some good stuff was still left right next to other things that was taken. I thought they would be coming back so I threw out a bunch of aluminum cans and other things that would make noise by the back door area. For the next 2 weeks, when I came home after work (usually dark out) I parked a few houses down where they couldn't see any cars coming and walked around to the back door to try and catch the bastards coming back for the leftovers. So after doing this 2 weeks straight and no one coming, I figured they weren't coming back. Sure enough, the 1st night I didn't park down the road... I parked in front of my place and took a minute to gather my things in the car. As I was getting out of my car, I heard a bunch of clanging noise from the back and thought holy shit, they are getting away! I ran around to the back and sure enough the back door was open and they were gone... with the rest of my good stuff that they found!?! I was so friggin pissed!!! Never caught the bastards even after police taking fingerprints.