Lightning Rod for Crazy Part 2 (4/21/8)

I may have solved my late-night visitor problem.

I found peanut shells in my backyard Saturday morning. So that afternoon, I got to work- ATeam style, baby!
I fixed my front floodlight, added (decorative) lights in the backyard (just enough so I could see anything between them and the bedroom window), placed rakes and shovels in strategic areas in the backyard (think Sideshow Bob), tied the sidegate closed with serrated wire (if you simply untie it- nothing; if you pull it, it saws into you), and spread snap-caps all over the pathway leading to the gate (where I purposely disabled the floodlight there).
And I stayed up late that night (more difficult than it sounds as I've come down with whatever sickness is being passed around at work (I'm at home right now)).
About 3am, POP!POP!POP! From the side path came a high-pitched scream, and I threw on the floodlight. Someone made a dash for the street (oh, did I forget to mention I rigged tripwires back there?). THUD!!! The heavy sound of a body hitting the earth (too bad she hadn't gone to the right and came across the tripwires on the trashcans). A moan and cursing. Shortly after, there was the sound of a car pealing away, and inside- me laughing my ass off.

I honestly haven't had that much enjoyment of e-vil in a while :)