Idahoans should be on high alert for 28-year-old Sherwin Shayegan, better known as "The Piggyback Bandit."
He has become known for ingratiating himself with high school teams—usually basketball—and then hoisting his 240 pounds onto the backs of the student athletes for piggyback rides.
He's left a trail of befuddled athletes in his wake.
That's right. This vile villain shows up at high school sporting events, cheers, ingratiates himself to the team and then once they are victorious, hurls all 240 pounds of his corpulent posterior onto their backs for an unsolicited ride. This behavior has gotten him arrested multiple times and banned from high school sporting events in five states.
Which five states? North Dakota and Minnesota are on the list. But so are Oregon, Washington and Montana, which leaves Idaho ripe for the riding. Gadzooks!
Also from AP:
In October, Shayegan was arrested in Helena, Mont., for jumping on two unsuspecting high school soccer players during a state tournament. Montana high school officials are worried his actions will hurt someone.
Police believe Shayegan may have gone back to western Washington, where he has 16 convictions dating back to 2004 that include criminal trespass, vehicle prowling and resisting arrest.
The Recording Industry Association of America is spending the holiday season wiping the egg off its face. It was recently discovered that the trade group—known for bringing massive lawsuits against individuals who pirate copyrighted music—has been doing a bit of pirating itself.
The website YouHaveDownloaded allows users to search IP addresses to see who, or what, is illegally downloading copyrighted materials. A search conducted by torrentfreak.com revealed that the RIAA has illegally downloaded various movies, TV shows and software—up to $9 million worth.
Over the years, the RIAA has sued roughly 20,000 individuals for downloading music online. The group is generally unmerciful, vying for tough penalties that often bankrupt file-sharers in order to make an example out of them.
So what’s the RIAA’s excuse for engaging in the same activities it ruthlessly attempts to suppress? The organization claims that a third-party accessed the company’s IP addresses, and then downloaded the materials.
Hopefully the irony isn’t lost on them. This is likely the same defense that most of the 20,000 defendants the RIAA has prosecuted claimed.
Phoenix Jones, the self-appointed, not-so-super protector of Seattle, Wash., may soon find himself in the super soup line. The costumed vigilante lost his job working with disabled children this week as part of the fallout over an incident in which he was arrested for assault after pepper-spraying a group of revelers in downtown Seattle. Jones claimed he was breaking up a fight, but the revelers told police he attacked them unprovoked.
From an article in Publicola.com:
Jones says that because of his arrest, he’s on “a list” that prohibits him from working with children, because he has “a history of interjecting myself into situations that are dangerous.”
Jones, naturally, disputes that characterization. “I would say I have a history of fighting crime,” he says. “The whole point of what I do is to keep people safe.”
Jones isn’t sure how he’ll pay the bills now. He says he’s received offers for fight bouts from the Strikeforce mixed martial arts organization, and plans to start fighting crime in the daytime, in addition to his night patrols around Seattle. Other than that, he says, “I really don’t know.”
Just a quick reminder to everyone: After world-class asshat Harold Camping was dead wrong about the world ending in May, he amended his previous statements to say that the end of world would be five months from then, Friday, Oct. 21.
Which is today, to be exact.
Any believers out there might want to wear a helmet today to protect against fireballs from the sky.
But perhaps the latest William Shatner music video, in which he plays an animated face in the stars breathing fireballs down on Earth, is actually what Camping predicted. If so, someone get that man a cigar. But it's more likely Camping is just preying on people's fears to cash in.
Only tomorrow—or the lack therof—will tell.
Here’s something to consider: A camper’s book of etiquette.
Rule No. 1: When heading out to do some primitive camping (that’s camping not in a campground), don’t set up camp right next to someone else. People who grab their tents and head out into the boondocks usually want to get away from other people. Idaho has a lot of public land, there’s plenty of room for all of us.
Rule No. 2: If your favorite campsite is already filled by the time you get there at 8 p.m. on a Friday night, don’t sit at the entry road to the camp and loudly complain that you don’t know how someone else could possibly be camped there because it’s always wide open. Obviously, it’s not, so move on.
Rule No. 3: If you want to scream and yell and blast your radio at all hours of the night, make sure you’re far away from anyone else, or consider just staying home.
Rule No. 4: On the list of campfire-acceptable instruments, trumpets and bugles fall somewhere near the very bottom along with snare drums, cymbals and those 1980s keyboard guitar things (on principle if nothing else).
Never, ever should you pull out your trusty trumpet and start tooting randomly in the night. Those things are loud—that’s why the army used them to call orders in the din of battle. Never, never should you use said trumpet to play “Taps” in the middle of the night, and never, even under threat of painful and humiliating death, should you ever play “Revelry” at the crack of dawn unless you are at a government-sanctioned military boot camp.
If you really need to tap into your musical soul while in the wilderness, try a harmonica or the time-tested acoustic guitar to lead a round of “Kumbaya.”
No. 5: When breaking camp, clean up after yourself. Don’t leave plastic bottles, tin cans, full bags of trash or your bent tent stakes behind. And most importantly, don’t leave your used underwear half buried near camp. That’s just gross.
Got more suggestions for the Camper’s Book of Etiquette? Let’s hear them.
I am at the gym for a spin class. The woman in front of me turns around and says, "Are you sick? Because if you are, I think I don't want to sit next to you." So this is the deal.
I had coughed slightly since entering the room. For whatever reason- damn, do I need to explain why the hell I was coughing! I had a slight cough. I was totally nonchalant and replied, "No, I am not sick. I just have allergies or something." What I really wish I had said was, "You move because I do not want you sitting next to me!". What a bitch! Really lady, stay home!