The weirdest thing about the pedophile story is that the guy posing as a 12 y.o. fooled the older pervs he was with and...

The authorities said Mr. Stiffler and Mr. Snow were shocked, too, and angry about being duped by an adult posing as a minor.

That whole thing is incredibly weird and creepy.

And coincidentally, we were already talking about pedophiles at work this morning, because a coworker had a story of the husband of someone she used to work with getting busted for apparently emailing dirty pictures of himself and his little daughter. EW.

Yoiks, that's a creepy story.

In more amusing news, as I was walking in downtown SF last night on my way to meet a friend for dinner, I walked past a tall young man with long dark hair, who was towing a head of lettuce on a leash.

It was very fun to walk behind him for a few blocks and see all the double-takes he got from other pedestrians. However, it was SF, and nobody even asked him what it was about.

Aww. But then he could've said, "I know you don't usually see them on leashes, but he refuses to use the litter box!"

Wow. I look at these and think "Hey, nifty! I mean, if you're not NGA."

But then I read their philosophy and barf:

It is our belief that although a woman may be sophisticated, smart, sexy and forward thinking in her world, beneath the strong exterior lives a woman who is innately modest, and has a desire to be loved and respected; a different kind of strength.

Often, situations arise where self-betrayal replaces self-knowledge with the belief that having unprotected sex will please her partner and begin or keep a relationship going; all of which could put her life at risk. Furthermore, the idea of purchasing condoms herself or carrying them in her purse where others may see them, might be just too embarrassing. Or she may feel judged for having them in her possession.

Aaand we have snow again. I hope Sparky's ok.

ita, their logic is twisty and turny, and I don't understand. I'm strong, but deep down I want to be loved, but sex will feel better for my boyfriend with no protection, so I need to buy a compact for condoms (which are cute, BTW).

oh, my god, I want to go home. And for today to be Friday.

I'm Dana. Except I leave in 5 minutes.

Aaand we have snow again.

After days of "OMGFLURRIES!" and yet another death snow watch, we've had approximately no snow today. And the overnight is a "wintery mix" as it drops into the 20s. I guess I should cover my windshield or find my ice scraper tonight.

And for today to be Friday

I can get behind a, but not b, because it's THURSDAY, which is TV NIGHT.

But, you know, I'm all for it suddenly shifting to Friday at 5pm right after SPN airs.

Hee--I guess Bush doesn't play well in Peoria!

In town to deliver remarks on the economy, the president walked into the diner, where he was greeted with what can only be described as a sedate reception. No one rushed to shake his hand. There were no audible gasps or yelps of excitement that usually accompany visits like this. Last summer, a woman nearly fainted when Bush made an unscheduled visit for some donut holes at the legendary Lou Mitchell’s Restaurant in Chicago. In Peoria this week, many patrons found their pancakes more interesting. Except for the click of news cameras and the clang of a dish from the kitchen, the quiet was deafening.