Sweet mother of God – what kind of sicko would do such a thing? It’s Minnie Mouse. She’s sweet. She’s innocent. She’s NOT EVEN HUMAN!
John William Moyer was convicted of misdemeanor battery and sentenced to write the victim a letter of apology, serve 180 days of probabtion, and do 50 hours of community service. He also needs to pay a grand in court costs and possibly undergo a mental evaluation.
You think? The guy tried violating a giant female mouse.
Apparently Moyer couldn’t keep his hands off (oh Jeez, God forgive me for saying this) Minnie’s breasts.
Dirty bastard. Nobody gropes Minnie Mouse. That’s like urinating on the American flag. He may have been convicted in a court of law, but this guy’s gonna burn for this. God doesn’t like people messing with Disney characters.
The quality of the video is so bad it’s almost not worth watching. But this was the best I could find.
The Rolling Stone account is hardly trustworthy, since half the story is dedicated to letting us all know how chummy the reporter is with Dave Grohl. But it is a pretty interesting concept, especially with a Grohl/JPJ rhythm section. I generally have no faith in supergroups, but this one could be pretty interesting. Especially since they’re serious enough to make a record.
Just got back from a couple days at Santa Cruz with the kiddies. Usually with family trips, I’m a bit Clark Griswold in terms of preparation. My wife loves lists and is easier the more adult of the two of us. But for some reason, we were completely unprepared this go-round.
First HUGE mistake was not bringing a bippy for the 1-year-old. We realized this only a few miles out and could’ve turned around, but were like “What the hell, we’ll find her something to chew on.” So, of course there were at least 30 times the ensuing two days that her screaming would’ve been solved with a bippy. And they must not sell them in Santa Cruz (damned hippies) or else you’d think good parents would’ve gone and bought one.
We also just – for some reason – didn’t bring snacks and drinks and ended up spending $3,256 on food and drinks we could’ve just brought from home. For some reason (you get the idea “for some reason” was the theme for this trip?), we didn’t use enough sun screen and all ended up getting sunburned one way or another. We didn’t bring a beach blanket and forgot to take baby wipes to the beach, which was awesome when the baby’s diaper blew up and I had to rinse her off with a $3.75 bottle of Aquafina.
But at least the kids didn’t complain once about the hurricane force winds that kept blowing our umbrella halfway to Hawaii. Oh, that’s right, they did complain … the entire day. Nothing like spending hundreds of dollars taking your kids somewhere and having them whine that they’d rather be home.
We almost always leave early for trips, but didn’t get on the road until 10 a.m. Which meant that, with rest and dinner (at the wrong most expensive restaurant we could find, for some strange reason) we couldn’t ride all the rides we wanted to. Oh, and we forgot to arrange for someone to feed our animals, which left us scrambling to find a relative by phone the morning of Day Two.
We suck. But, on the bright side, I’m starting planning the next Disneyland trip right now.
I don’t know if they’re posting it yet on the site or not, but here’s my review of Sunday night’s Sonic Youth show at the Fox Theater in Oakland:
By Tony Hicks
With the constant on-stage cycle of screeching noise, stomach-dropping dynamics, pseudo-violent guitar hammering shifting into gentle dreamlike floating, one almost expects Sonic Youth to blow a musical gasket at some point.
Some of us have been waiting for years. Somehow they still have more than plenty of all that bottled-up fierceness they let loose every night on stage. There was no shortness of it Sunday night at Oakland’s nearly sold-out Fox Theater.