High School Girls Pummel Man Who Exposed Himself

This guy deserves every bit of humiliation he'll receive in addition to all the bruises.

PHILADELPHIA (Reuters) - A man described by authorities as a known sexual predator was chased through the streets of South Philadelphia by an angry crowd of Catholic high school girls, who kicked and punched him after he was tackled by neighbors, police said on Friday.

Rudy Susanto, 25, who had exposed himself to teen-age girls on as many as seven occasions outside St. Maria Goretti School, struck again on Thursday just as students were being dismissed, police said.

But this time, a group of girls in school uniforms angrily confronted Susanto with help from some neighbors, police said. When Susanto tried to run, more than 20 girls chased him down the block. Two men from the neighborhood caught him and the girls took their revenge.

"The girls came and started kicking him and punching him, so I wasn't going to stop them," neighbor Robert Lemons told The Philadelphia Inquirer.

Susanto was later treated for injuries at a local hospital. Police said he would be charged with 14 criminal counts including harassment, disorderly conduct, open lewdness and corrupting the morals of a minor.

Happy Halloween!

I dressed up in a costume for the today's holiday... I'm wearing a tie. Actually, today is Grandparent's Day here at BBC and we were instructed to wear nice clothes. Students and faculty/staff were told to wear ties and/or skirts depending on what parts God gave you. This kind of irks me because I feel like we're being deceptive and trying to put up a false front. In any case, I'm wearing a tie today which is probably causing glaucoma.

Terrorist Alert

Apparently, terrorists are electrifying our vegetables. Don't eat them when it's raining and you're holding a stick of dyamite or you'll blow up.

Hi! I'm in Delaware

This weekend I'll be magically whisked away to... Delaware. Hopefully we'll get down there without any incident from the State Highway Patrol or any law enforcement officer. You see, thanks to Dan in the business office at Jim White Honda in Maumee, Ohio (that's basically Toledo for you non-Northwest-Ohio-savvy people) I have an expired temporary tag for my new vehicle. If for some reason I am pulled over and ticketed, I'll be sending it off to Dan for him to pay for out of his pocket (or Jim White Honda's for that matter. I don't really care who pays for it as long as it isn't me). I'm really hoping that the paperwork I need arrives in the mail today. If I lived closer and I weren't almost 30 I'd put a flaming bag of dog crap on Dan's front porch.

Schoolboys take Viagra in lunchbreak

Six schoolboys were hospitalised after they took Viagra pills in their lunch-break, it has emerged.

One of the Year Eight pupils, all aged 12 and 13, is believed to have brought in the anti-impotency tablets and handed them around to five of his pals at the all-boys comprehensive school in Berkshire.

http://www.thisislondon.com/til/jsp/modules/Article/print.jsp?itemId=7326946

For pretty obvious reasons, this article struck me as funny. For one, I can totally see this happening in a middle school. If someone gave me a Viagra when I was in 8th grade, I probably would have taken it in my possession but I would have done things a little differently. For example, these guys go to an ALL BOYS school. Think about it... what use is it to take a tent-pitching pill during lunch when the only people around you are of the same sex? Also, what if the teacher called them up to the chalk board to solve a math problem or something? Do you think they'd be eager to stand up and walk to the board in full salute? I sure wouldn't, especially as a 13 year old. C'mon, guys. Put the thing in your pocket and save it for a day way far off in the future or give it to someone who would actually use it. What a waste.

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Stiff Discipline After Schoolboys' Viagra Prank

LONDON (Reuters) - Six British schoolboys were rushed to hospital after taking the erection-enhancing drug Viagra at lunchtime for a dare, the school said on Thursday.

Forest School in Winnersh, southern England said paramedics were called after a fellow student told teachers about the 13-year-olds' prank.

"It is believed that a pupil brought the tablets in from home into the all-boys school and shared them with five friends," the local education authority said in a statement.

The Sun newspaper quoted a source at the school as saying: "By the time the afternoon lessons began, there was no hiding what they had done."

Paramedics took the six squirming boys to the nearby Royal Berkshire Hospital, where they were monitored until the effects wore off.

"The school has a strict no drugs policy and a pupil will be temporarily excluded for actions which placed other pupils at risk," the education authority added.

Is Anybody Out There?

I kind of feel like I'm talking to a brick wall, or a mute, or a dead person. In any case, the word on the street is that there are a several people who read this thing (thanks, by the way) but no one ever posts. This grieves my soul. I ventured on this endeavor (or I endeavored on this venture, I can't remember which) to work through some things in my life and also to get things down on paper (er, uh, screen) that I had in my head. If you've read more than two or three of my entries you'll realize that it's sort of a mix between personal-type stuff, cynicism (which is an art form), and some attempts at humor. If you're not compelled to comment, by all means don't comment. However, it would be nice to have a little "Yeah buddy" or "Werd" or "Shut your fudge hole" or something else from time to time. If that doesn't happen, I won't be hurt and I'll keep doin' what I'm doin'. Anyway, thanks for reading and may the forces of evil become confused on the way to your homes.

Pre-Mid-Life Crisis Symptoms

Part of the reason, well probably the main reason, I created this blog is so that I could allow myself a little bit of self-expression and resurrect some of the emotions and personality that I used to have. While I've made a little progress in that area, I feel I haven't done much over the last couple months. I think generally, I've been more expressive towards people, more friendly, and more outgoing. That's always a positive thing since at one time I pretty much resolved myself to being alone with my thoughts and feelings, not opening up to other people, and being a jerk if I had to be so I could live a reclusive life. I'm glad I'm digging myself out of that funk. I'm not out of the woods because I still have some of those tendencies and I find myself suppressing my emotions and not wanting to talk to people. Back to work, I guess.

It's worked out pretty well so far. I've made more friends and I've strengthened the friendships that I have. I've interacted with people instead of sitting quietly. Actually, I feel better about myself and feel that I'm actually contributing to the betterment of society rather than not contributing at all... for good or for bad.

I often wonder if others go through this sort of shift in personality at some point in their life. There's the "mid-life crisis" everyone makes fun of but I don't really know what that's about. It seems like it has something to do with sowing your wild oats when you're about 40 years old and doing things as if you were a 20 year old or something like that. Guys usually change their hairstyle, get a fancy car, or start working out at the gym. Maybe that's just a way for men to deal with something they can't fully understand. They know something is wrong but don't know how to change it so they work on external things and don't realize that what needs changing is something on the inside. It probably all boils down to figuring out who you are as a person. Maybe these 40 year olds getting hair plugs and driving Porsches realize they aren't who they used to be and don't know what to do to fix it. Well, I know I'm not who I used to be but I know I'm on the right track to fix it and it isn't costing me any cheddar.

Man Things

Football, beer, boxing, farts, sweat, jock strap, 5.0 Liter engine, bratwurst, '57 Chevy, man berries, arm wrestling, Craftsman, BBQ ribs, mowing the lawn, hockey fights, Die Hard, burping, monster trucks, demolition, Smith & Wesson, New York strip steak, Gladiator, facial hair...

There's so much estrogen in my house right now I had to retreat to my computer and think about man things.

My New Word: Decapotatoes

I have officially coined a word. I'm considering sending it to dictionary publishers to include in future revisions. It would help if it were actually used in common English language so please spread it around.

These little tasty treats, commonly known as “smiley fries” are heretofore known as:

Decapotatoes

I invented this word in the Spring of 2003 in the lunchroom where I work. To me, they looked like decapitated heads made out of French-fried potatoes. Hence the word: decapotatoes. It's kind of gory but I think it works. It may not show up on the list of weekly lunch items in elementary school cafeterias across the country but I'm sure little Johnny will ask the lunch lady, “Yo, can I have a slice of cardboard pizza and some decapotatoes?”

I'm not sure if it should be spelled decap o tatoes or decap i tatoes. Either one would work for me but let it be known that I have [un]officially coined this word.

I Love the 80s? Not so much

I grew up in the 80s. Most of it was pretty cool. Of course, growing up in the 80s you don't really know any different so you think everything is normal. Hair styles. Clothing. Music. Slang. Most of the people I've talked to who also grew up in the 80s laugh about the things they wore or they way they wore their hair but I think they secretly think it's still cool… and that they were cool.

I still love most of the music and listen to it from time to time and look back to the culture of my childhood and teenage years positively. However, I'm sitting here watching some 80s videos on VH1C (because they forgot to actually play videos on the regular VH1 so they had to create a brand new station) and laughing because of some of the ridiculous things I'm seeing. I mean if I wore my hair like those guys did right now (if I had enough hair to manipulate in that way) I'd either get the crap beat out of me or people would think I was gay… or both.

Note to self: if I ever become a professional musician and perform in front of a large audience, remember that musician choreography is so uncool. It wasn't cool when Warrant and Gloria Estefan did it and it's not cool now.

By the way, I'm glad I sold my keyboard that you wore like a guitar. I should probably stop telling people I used to own one of those. I don't appreciate the laughing and the pointing. At least I was able to use the money I got from selling my so-80s keyboard and buy my so-cool 5 string bass.

Mood Rings

I'm posting the lyrics of the song I'm listening to right now. This is the sum total of man's thoughts throughout the centuries and documented as far back as the story of Adam and Eve. Perhaps this is the solution to the problems of all mankind. At minimum it would prevent World War 3.

we all know the girls that i am talking about
well they are time bombs and they are ticking
and the only question's when they'll blow up
and they'll blow up; we know that without a doubt
cause they're those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the best of them

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so happy it's depressing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

if it's drama you want then look no further
they're like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives
and it just kills me how they get away with murder
they'll anger you then bat their eyes; those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize

and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man
let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings
so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off
cause we'll know just what they're thinking
cause what they're thinking...

she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way
her mood's are swinging on the swing set almost every day
she said to me that she's so stressed out that it's soothing
and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"

cause when it's black (it) means watch your back because you're probably
the last person in the world right now she wants to see
and when it's blue it means that you should call her up immediately
and ask her out because she'll most likely agree
and when it's green it simply means that she is really stressed
and when it's clear it means she's completely emotionless (and that's all right i must confess)

we all know the girls that i am talking about
she liked you wednesday but now it's friday and she has to wash her hair
and it just figures that we'll never figure them out
first well she's jekyll and then she's hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair

mood ring oh mood ring
oh tell me will you bring
the key to unlock this mystery
of girls and their emotions
play it back in slow motion
so i may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind

Balki for Governor

Well, Ah-nold is now the governator of California . (I'm sure Gray Davis and his lawyers will have something to say about that.) Jesse "The Body" Ventura recently gave up his title and turned his governor belt over to someone else in Minnesota . I think Pennsylvania needs someone famous, perhaps a television personality, to reign over our wonderful commonwealth. The only famous TV personality I know who lives in Pennsyl-tucky lives about 20 minutes from me and works out at the local gym.

Balki for Governor!

Stupid Doctor Numbnutz

Having some letters behind your name doesn't mean you're smart. If someone has earned the right to be called "Doctor" (and I use the word "earned" very loosely) it means one of several things: a) he, in fact, is intelligent, b) he is highly ambitious and motivated, c) he paid a lot of money, d) he kissed someone's butt, e) he is motivated by fear of losing his job, f) he is motivated by pride, g) he wants to better himself as a person, or h) he wants to excel in his field of expertise. Some of those are legitimate answers to why someone would want to pursue their doctorate. However, most of those answers demonstrate that you could be as dumb as a doorknob and still get your doctorate. I understand that higher education demands a certain level of mental capacity and brain activity but it's possible that Doctor Numbnutz doesn't know how to tie his shoe, balance his checkbook, or operate the basic functions of a computer.

Nerd Alert!!!

I learned something about myself recently. I've always thought of myself as a non-prejudicial person and that I accept everyone regardless of their background, race, color, height, weight, socio-economic status. In high school I had a lot of friends and associated with people from every clique. I was a friend to everyone and everyone was my friend.

However, recently I've realized that there is a group of people I don't like to associate with and am embarrassed to be around. Those people... nerds, geeks, dweebs, dorks, pencil-necks. I found myself the other day trying to avoid a couple of these people like the plague. The worse part was that this was in public. I was afraid that the general population of normal people would see me with them, associate me with them, and place a label on me. For the fun of it, go to your local video store and rent some Anthony Michael Hall movies.

Part of the reason I was so paranoid is because of my profession and interest in computers. It's common to label someone who likes computers as a geek. For instance, I refer to the location of our computer department where I work as "The Nerdery." (Sorry, Dan. You’re exempt.)

In my defense, I have a long history of coolness and I try to curb any hint of nerdiness with my interest in music and playing the bass guitar. Fact: bass players are cool.

I felt bad about this situation because I don't think it's right of me to look down my nose at anyone. I shouldn't think I'm better than anybody and I think I was doing that in this situation. The Bible says, "Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited." Yikes. That one hurt. I'd feel a lot better about myself if I stopped reading the Bible.