Nah - the bastards were never slick enough to nail me for anything I actually did. The one time they managed to get their paws on me, it was for something a friend of mine did, and I beat it in court anyway. If I couldn't outsmart the average cop, I'd shoot myself and be done with it. I've been down south - no internet and no phone at the house yet. Cell phones don't even work there. I've gotta get a VHF radio for the house so my wife can get ahold of me if need be. There's an antenna in back of the house that must be 20 feet tall - I don't know what it's for, but I'd assume that a previous owner used it to keep in touch with a boat. Everybody down there has at least one boat, and a lot of them have two or more.